Wednesday, May 22, 2013
Notice my new blog header photo? It was taken in Provincetown, Mass in June of 1980. Yep, a LONG time ago. I got tired of looking at the picture of me at Rehoboth Beach. I look SO OLD in that picture. But wait, I AM OLD. So, until I get someone to take a current picture of me on the beach at Rehoboth, this old picture from my storied and fabled past will have to do.
Not much to write about in today's posting except to bring everyone up to date on my post prostate surgery. I have recovered nicely thank you. The discoloration in my nether regions has almost gone (thank God). I still have a slight burning sensation when I urinate (there he goes with the graphics again) but nothing that I can't handle. In fact, I'm sort of getting used to it.
The other issue (and now is the time to get the kids out of the room again because I'm going to get really graphic now) is my sexual function.
I was advised "not to engage in sex for two weeks after surgery." Well, that was no biggie for me since I basically haven't engaged in sex for about three decades now (except for self-entertainment - look it up). So, two weeks to the day I pulled up my favorite fantasy video and pressed "run". Uh huh, everything seemed to be working just fine. Yep, working just fine until....wait for it.....the climax (you don't have to look that up). Well folks, what can I say? It wasn't quite what it was before. In fact, it was somewhat disappointing. Of course there was blood (I warned you) all over the place. Looked like a murder scene.
So I waited a few days then put my fantasy video on again. Uh huh, okay.....everything is working fine again and then........yep...struck "oil" again. Well, it was a little better this time (still lots of blood but not as much) but not quite up to the "full gusher". So there you go folks, information that you will not receive from your urologist or websites on the aftermath of prostate surgery.