Pain in my... kidney

I’m a week post op. Currently hanging on by a thread but that’s the beauty in healing.
Surgery day was like every other surgery except I walked in and waited for my mom to get water, and I walked away because I couldn’t eat and the smell of food was tempting, anyways, Doctor Seckin and Doctor Goldstein came through the doors and I was greeted with a hug by Karli and Seckin. I needed that more than anything. In New York I feel like everything is different hospital wise, I walked into the OR, all my other surgeries I went in on a bed hooked up to IV’s. So I walked in to the OR suite and got up on the table and then I could see people walking in and out setting up and all I could think of was should I make a run for it? The last I remember is the anesthesiologist hooking up my  IV then I woke up after in the ER when it was done. Craziness. I remember the post op nurses coming in and checking my incisions and I did not want to even know what went on down there.

Apparently my ovary was raised up by a string, I had a stent to hold my Ureter in place and endo was excised from anywhere you could think of.  I spent the night in the hospital, slept Sunday, and Monday had post op and dragged myself home. This whole week has been hell. I took myself off pain meds on Tuesday and switched to ib profen. This stent is the most uncomfortable thing ever, I pee like every hour and my back is so stiff and throbbing. I have two more weeks left with this thing. I’m going to lose my mind for sure.