One hospital visit done and dusted, what a performance. Didn't take us too long to get there, but once there, it took 35 minutes to park the car and then walk to the Urodynamics department, which was at the furthest end of the building, just about as far away from the car park as it was possible to get. And then the same walk back to the car.
Husband's tests went fairly well, the verdict is that he is actually retaining even more urine in his bladder than was first thought, up to a pint apparently (how he can hold that much I don't know!). His bladder isn't contracting as it should to eject the wee, and his enlarged prostate is squashing his urethra, restricting the flow, so a double problem. He now has to wait for a letter with the consultant's thoughts and recommendations.
The journey home from the hospital was horrendous - on a good day it should take just 35 or 40 minutes, but it was rush hour and absolutely hurling it down with rain (just for a change!!!), visibility was so poor we could hardly see in front of us. The traffic was diabolical, it took us 2 hours to get home.
Husband is sore and uncomfortable (as he would be, having had pipes shoved up both his willy and his bum, at the same time 😲). My hips and back are killing me after all that walking, including up and down stairs - the department was on the first floor of the hospital and we had to park our car on Level 3 in the multistorey. We're both really tired, husband from the stressful driving and me from lack of sleep, I was awake and downstairs for a couple of hours last night. And I've got a belting headache.
And we've got to do the same thing all over again on Friday, for me 😏 At least the department where I have to go isn't as far to walk.
Early night I think.