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By *heWolfMan
over a year ago
warwickshire |
It hurts like a MOTHERFUCKER.
Forget what they tell you about it being a minor operation, nip into hospital and straight out, this is all nonsense. Yes, it's minor compared to a heart and lung transplant, but it's not to be taken lightly.
I had it done at 17, took the quack at his word and thought I'd nip up one morning, have the afternoon off work and be right as rain next day. No need to tell anyone, minor op. Pfffft, Not a bit of it.
Two days in hospital, got up for a piss whilst groggy from the op, heard a thump and saw a bloody lump on the floor, thought it was my cock and had a freakout. (It was the dressing).
Good old Mater & Pater came and collected me from hospital and looked after me. I shuffled around like a zombie for a few days, taking salt water baths to dissolve the stitches, it fucking HURT. It hurt when I lay down, when I had a bath, when I went for a piss, when the weeping ooze stuck it to my leg, but most of all when I slept and...y'know...dreamed like all 17 yr old boys dream. Never have I prayed for my cock to stay soft and small like I did then.
The next week I went back to work, wearing very loose fitting trousers. Everyone was most sympathetic, which was appalling for me, having tried to keep it a secret from everyone, including my parents. I might as well have put a fucking ad in the paper! Still, the fact I wasn't subjected to the usual rough and tumble of the workplace was welcome, even though I was pissed off about my Dad warning them beforehand to treat me carefully. It was still tender.
I reckon it was a good couple of weeks before I got to, erm, test it, you know, in "simulation mode". Seemed to work fine, the odd mysterious twinge now and again out of nowhere, for no apparent reason.
Oh, did I mention, IT HURT?
Anyone who has this done for cosmetic reasons (or for religious reasons, for that matter), quite frankly, needs their fucking head examined.
Why would you put yourself under the knife on a whim? Never mind foreign anaesthetists with a poor grasp of English, what about the risk of necrotising fasciitis? Ok, the risks are small, but they are zero if you stay at home!
If it ain't broken don't fix it.
PS. IT HURTS. |