A trip to the Emergency Hospital

After my bladder operation in June, my urine has been better except that I have a very difficulty holding it out sometimes. After a month I started noticing some blood again either on the paper after wiping or the last drops of urine. I was referred for an MRI on August 29.

I had an scheduled time at the oncological last Thursday where I was supposed to be informed about the result from the MRI but I had to cancel it because I was sick. On Friday I noticed an extraordinary amount of blood in the toilet bowl but I was not alarmed at all since I know that I have radiation damages in my bladder that even after the operation, it may not be healed fully. But then in the middle of the day, the urine was very bloody and sometime in the middle of the night it was coagulated blood that came out and I couldn’t pee anymore. My hubs rushed me to the emergency hospital where I had to wait for about an hour. It was 1:30 AM when I finally met the doctor and nurses. They use ultrasound to check the reason of the problem. It showed that a coagulated blood is blocking the urinary track. They flush out the blood until the water coming out was clear.

I thought I had to stay overnight but I could check out at around 3:00 AM

Published by queenkeandra

I am a swedish citizen with asian origin, lives in Sweden, entrepreneur, accountant, fashion designer, dressmaker, professional interpreter and translator and from year 2014, I also became a local politician with some assignments from the local government. I moved to Sweden after marriage with a Swedish national in 1986. Two years later we got a son followed by a daughter after 21 months. Satisfied with life in fact, I guess I got all I wished for, it feels I have everything. Being married is not just a bed of roses, the roses have thorns also and you can get it at times but we’ve always been doing pretty good. Kinder and better husband I do not think I can get, everyone has their flaws and life becomes easier if you can accept them. I’m not a perfect person either. I became a grandmother quite young, only 45 years old, was a little skeptical at first but then I loved to be one. Now I am already a grandmother of two, a boy and a girl of 20 months between them, such a great feeling, it feels like it was a replay of my life. When I have both of them at home, it feels like I was young again and is the mother of small children. I can not explain but so damn good it is. When I moved to Sweden I knew nothing about the country, but now it feels like I’ve always lived here. I speak Swedish better than my native language, better in Swedish grammar than my husband, it may sound strange but it’s true. I dream even in Swedish. I hang out with many Swedes, have worked and still working in Swedish companies. I go to the Swedish church though I am a Roman Catholic. We believe in the same God anyway. I’ve adapted pretty well in Swedish society. I think I have to adjust to that country I moved to, not the country or its citizens to adapt to me. Sweden has no responsibility whatsoever that I wanted to move here so I could not demand anything else, but now a citizen, I think I have the right as any other native Swedes. I pay taxes and do my duties as a citizen. I think I am a good role model and a loyal citizen and can fight for my new country.

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