Unable to bear our father’s suffering any longer, we circumvented the experts and tried inserting a catheter anyway. It was highly uncomfortable for our father, he started to bleed and few blood clots came out. It scared us sufficiently, pulled out the experimental catheter. It must’ve been the wounds from the regular IMC that caused the bleed. Not knowing the next steps, we waited for the wounds to heal – just miraculously.
Complications Due to IMC
After maybe like a week or two, my sister was at the temple for a special prayer session and I was rushing out for a meeting. I would’ve been out of the door in a minute, but our nurse came running to tell me that our father was shivering and had temperature. Having known the drill of infection, I knew what it was.
Unable to cancel the meeting at the last minute and not wanting to disturb my sister during her prayer, I told the nurse to give a paracetamol, called the lab to do the necessary tests and went ahead to keep up my appointment. A big part of the meeting was spent on the phone with the lab person explaining him the necessary.
I came back home to a silent and worried home with our father asleep with temperature. It was such a mentally exhausting day that to even blog about it is enervating. I just sat with the nurse and watched him all night. After the usual IMC around 1:00 am, he barely slept for an hour and it started – the heavy breathing ofcourse. There it was, the struggle to pass urine due to the fever, and the interval was almost 10 minutes between every episode.
Made the nurse change diaper, give him a nebulizer and turn him over, nothing obviously helped. By now there was no mystery, I completely understood what was needed to be done.
Around maybe 5:00 am incapable of taking it any longer, I went to a local hospital and purchased an indwelling catheter. This time we inserted with less drama.
There are times in life when you know intuitively that it will be alright. This was one such. I just knew he would sleep peacefully, temperature would come down, and there would be no more heavy breathing with the catheter in. He fell asleep and I fell asleep. I was so assured he would alright that I didn’t brief my sister, just informed my mother and plopped on bed.
With this breathing stopped, it feels like living in the country side after living on a highway. Seems like the ringing in ears stopped, white noise suddenly died and world seems like a calmer place. Oh Yes, it was that intense.
We have been living with the catheter for over couple of months now. It has been heavy breathing and UTI free thus far. The longest such time ever.
Video to Insert Male Urine Catheter
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