Yet Another Journal

[North329]

NYCGay,

Best of luck to you! I am sure you will be happy with the results, you have a top doctor. I have been following your journal. It has been a great read and education for me. We are similar in age, and I have been on the brink of moving forward with becoming bionic. I recently moved from bimix to trimix with good results, but a hassle, requiring increased dosage.

Thanks,

North329

[OregonStrong]

Hope it all went well today. I'm sure you're not in the mood to post for a day or so, but we're here for any questions you have!

[NYCGay]

One day after surgery

So it’s done, and the healing process has started. I haven’t seen much of the result yet, as my equipment is bundled up in thick layers of dressing and stuffed into a jockstrap, the shape and size of a football cut in half. A catheter comes out from the waistband, runs in a loop taped to my belly, and ends in a bag of urine stripped to my thigh. I have felt sexier.

But let me backtrack.

Monday morning, 24 hours before the surgery, I just lost it and started crying. I’d gotten obsessed with the idea that my tunica albuginea might be too weak and that it will keep yielding to the new pressure from the cylinders, giving me an ever thicker, but never quite rigid dick. Dr. Eid writes in the papers I’d received that the Coloplast cylinders (unlike the AMS) expand till they press against the tunica, which can cause the tunica to atrophy, increasing the girth, but at the cost of lost rigidity. I don’t want a floppy, useless giant, good only for a certain kind of visible effect; I want a cock that stands proudly at attention, a cock that doesn’t yield like an over-ripe banana when I try to maneuver it through a sphincter.

I texted Dr. Eid on his cell phone and expressed my concern. He replied that it will be important that I keep the cylinders fully deflated when not in use in order to preserve the integrity of the tunica, but that other cylinders are not an option for me, since they wouldn’t give me enough rigidity.

I told myself that at least he understands what it is I care about: rigidity, not size. And since I no longer get fully hard from any other kind of therapy, I might as well go ahead, even without guarantees.

So yesterday at 6:00 AM, I checked into the hospital. The last thing I remember before the procedure is sitting on the table in the operating room while someone swabbed the spot on my back where they would give me the spinal anesthesia. I don’t remember actually getting it, and that shot wasn’t even what was supposed to put me under, but then Dr. Eid told me everything had gone well, and I was wheeled out to the wakeup room. They checked my vitals, gave me orange juice and crackers, instructed me on how to remove the catheter, and then I was released into the care of my partner.

I had quite a bit of pain in the afternoon and was anticipating a miserable night, but felt much better after taking my second dose of Oxycodone and actually slept or dozed through large parts of the night. Today, I’ve switched to Tylenol III, but I plan to take the Oxycodone again tonight.

I’ve cautiously pulled out the waistband and lifted the gauze to reveal to tip of my dick, from which the catheter sticks out. Good to see it’s still there; the discomfort and pain don’t have a clear shape; it’s hard to tell what’s inside all that dressing.

But I discovered that the backside of my ballsack is exposed, so I palpated it gently with my fingers. Just slightly tender, and didn’t feel swollen, or at least not much. I could even identify the pump in there: new, but not strange. I no longer harbor any fear that I will feel bothered by the alienness of it, once the discomfort and tenderness have passed.

And then I figured, since I could feel the backside of my balls, I should be able to see them too, in the full-length mirror in the bathroom. Turned out, it looks much worse than it feels: my ballsack, all I can see of it, is entirely and uniformly blue, as if it had been tattooed. The perineum has a lighter shade of blue, which spreads out into one splotch on each asscheek. Going to be interesting to see what the dick looks like on Friday when I remove the dressing and the catheter.

So I’m black and blue, and I have not been relieved of my fears that the outcome might not be all that I hope for, but I’m still glad I went through with it. It feels good having the procedure itself behind me. Nothing to hesitate about now, just instructions to follow. I’m healing, and soon I might get my first preview of what kind of erections may be available to me.

[cbinspok]

Atta boy, well written as always. slow down and heal (said the guy thats terrible at it) Congratulations on your big step!
cbinspok

[NYCGay]

Thank you, cbinspok! I appreciate it.

[NYCGay]

NYCGay,
I recently moved from bimix to trimix with good results, but a hassle, requiring increased dosage.

Thanks,

North329

Hi North329!
I started using injections 30 years ago. They have enabled me to have some good experiences, but by now, I'm so tired of all the planning they require. Also, the effect I get from them is getting weaker and weaker. There isn't much difference in effect between the bimix and trimix for me, but I disliked the ache that came with the trimix, like a toothache in your dick. (And that's pretty much how I now feel after the surgery yesterday, but I hope that will pass.) Best of luck to you with the injections and, if you decide to go bionic, with the implant!

[rjdoan]

Great description of surgery day. The less you remember, the better.

Mine went very well, as I have written, and it sounds like you are going to be happy with the results--and your partner as well.

My last memory of the Operating Room is the nurse telling my to lift my gown and sit my naked bottom on the gurney, after that she said something like: "You know what to do." I laid down and almost immediately the anesthesiologist said, "you may feel some stinging" which I didn't because the next thing I remember is waking in the recovery room.

Do what your doctor said to do and I hope your recovery is fast and easy, like mine. I was also very black and blue--but I had a few other things done while my URO was implanting me.

Now no more injections and freedom from pills and wondering if it is going to work this time.

Congrats!

[NYCGay]

I laid down and almost immediately the anesthesiologist said, "you may feel some stinging" which I didn't because the next thing I remember is waking in the recovery room.

Hi rjdoan!
It's weird: I have no recollection of lying down. I was sitting on the edge of the operating table, waiting for them to give me the spinal anesthesia -- and then it was over. I assume they must have had me lie down before they sedated me, but I have no recollection of it.

Waking up from sedation kind of makes it feel as you have slept through a party: there are people around, and everyone seems in the middle of cleaning up and putting things back in order, but you missed all the action. Granted, having watched an implantation on YouTube, I'm rather happy to have slept through this particular party.

[LookingUp]

Great news, my friend. Rest, Ice, Rest some more. Difficult part is over.

Now for the Hard Part! You've heard it before... it get's better everyday.

LUp

[Cajun Jeff]

Congrats. The best is yet to cum.