TO SUM IT UP. Perhaps it is about over. What started the first week in September as an op that would put me in the hospital ten days was brought to a close Nov 28th when a doctor at Scott and White removed the brads from my wounds (14 of them) and then the doctor who washed out the kidney stone took out a stint that was in my kidney. What a helluv a day! Now for a month of R.andR. Listen to this, can you believed I have a month of not being able to pick up a broom, rake, or pulling a wheel barrow or vacum! What a break. One last story before I close. When they pulled the stint out of my kidney through the you know what, two ladies put me in a strrup and told me not to be bashful because they did this all the time. The doctor came in and filled me up with water. Suddenly he said, "Look at what I took out of you." He was holding a stint he had put in my kidney that was about a foot or two long. The two ladies told me to wait until they prepared a shot. Here I am in a room without a urnial and ten gallons of water in me. At last I decieded to grab a waste basket and drain. End of story. It all came out in the end.