My experience with Dr. Eid (added pics)
Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2021 10:13 pm
Hey everyone,
I've learned so much reading these posts, from merrix and many others, over the past several months. Everything I've read convinced me that this would be the right way to go for me personally, and here I am, in NYC, the night before my surgery with Dr. Eid.
I'm definitely nervous, but I'm as prepared as I think I could ever be. Fridge is stocked, after 2 trips to the grocery store. Made 3 more trips (since it's just a block from the hotel), getting more bags of ice each time, because "I may run out". Third time back, cashier was like "oh hey, you again". The fourth time I just smiled awkwardly, and the fifth time, yeah I just avoided eye contact altogether.
The most painful part so far has been the cystoscopy. The doc was actually going to skip it, as he didn't think it was required for me, but I pushed for it, and now the tip of my dick hurts every time I piss and I'm thinking this is not great since I haven't even had the operation yet, and they'll be jamming more tubing down there again tomorrow. Great idea. But... it was important to me to make sure everything was checked out.
Anyway, at first I was worried I spent all this money, made all this effort, and that I'd be rejected at the 11th hour because somehow, even though I'm vaccinated, I'd test positive for covid. But that ended up not being an issue, so I guess I'll find out soon enough if I'm one of the lucky ones, or if this is about to be the most painful experience of my life.
I'll post more later, but the tl;dr is that I'm 47, and have struggled with various forms of ED most of my adult life. I was getting along just fine with tri-mix, and had dialed that in pretty well, at least as well as you can when you're in the dating world. No woman ever knew I did it, but it made for a few awkward situations over the years. I had come up with lots of fancy ways to hide it. Even made a storage container for the needle that was actually a tube of mosquito repellant, so it would not be discovered. Yeah, it got a bit ridiculous.
And even though it worked, it was extremely stressful, and I always sort of expected sex because of all the effort I put into it, which put a ton of pressure on things, and I really felt bad about that over time. I also realized this would never work in a long-term relationship, for obvious reasons.
It's one thing to plan a date, pick her up, have dinner, discreetly inject in the restaurant bathroom or something, and then time it so when you got home, boom you're ready to go. Even that took a ton of prep work and didn't always work as planned, because... well... tri-mix. But I learned how to get it right 90% of the time. But yeah, I'm just so sick of that. Plus the risk of scarring, always having to have "the gear" on me, another poke with the antidote if it doesn't go down... yeah that just got so old.
Without tri-mix though, I just feel like it's so hit or miss, maybe with pills I can rush sex, and it'll work, but I'm tired of that too. So really that just leaves one option. My thought process wasn't as simple as that of course, but after lots of mental back and forth, that's where I landed, and yeah, here I am.
Anyway, that's all for now, I'll follow up tomorrow (if I'm not in too much pain).
I've learned so much reading these posts, from merrix and many others, over the past several months. Everything I've read convinced me that this would be the right way to go for me personally, and here I am, in NYC, the night before my surgery with Dr. Eid.
I'm definitely nervous, but I'm as prepared as I think I could ever be. Fridge is stocked, after 2 trips to the grocery store. Made 3 more trips (since it's just a block from the hotel), getting more bags of ice each time, because "I may run out". Third time back, cashier was like "oh hey, you again". The fourth time I just smiled awkwardly, and the fifth time, yeah I just avoided eye contact altogether.
The most painful part so far has been the cystoscopy. The doc was actually going to skip it, as he didn't think it was required for me, but I pushed for it, and now the tip of my dick hurts every time I piss and I'm thinking this is not great since I haven't even had the operation yet, and they'll be jamming more tubing down there again tomorrow. Great idea. But... it was important to me to make sure everything was checked out.
Anyway, at first I was worried I spent all this money, made all this effort, and that I'd be rejected at the 11th hour because somehow, even though I'm vaccinated, I'd test positive for covid. But that ended up not being an issue, so I guess I'll find out soon enough if I'm one of the lucky ones, or if this is about to be the most painful experience of my life.
I'll post more later, but the tl;dr is that I'm 47, and have struggled with various forms of ED most of my adult life. I was getting along just fine with tri-mix, and had dialed that in pretty well, at least as well as you can when you're in the dating world. No woman ever knew I did it, but it made for a few awkward situations over the years. I had come up with lots of fancy ways to hide it. Even made a storage container for the needle that was actually a tube of mosquito repellant, so it would not be discovered. Yeah, it got a bit ridiculous.
And even though it worked, it was extremely stressful, and I always sort of expected sex because of all the effort I put into it, which put a ton of pressure on things, and I really felt bad about that over time. I also realized this would never work in a long-term relationship, for obvious reasons.
It's one thing to plan a date, pick her up, have dinner, discreetly inject in the restaurant bathroom or something, and then time it so when you got home, boom you're ready to go. Even that took a ton of prep work and didn't always work as planned, because... well... tri-mix. But I learned how to get it right 90% of the time. But yeah, I'm just so sick of that. Plus the risk of scarring, always having to have "the gear" on me, another poke with the antidote if it doesn't go down... yeah that just got so old.
Without tri-mix though, I just feel like it's so hit or miss, maybe with pills I can rush sex, and it'll work, but I'm tired of that too. So really that just leaves one option. My thought process wasn't as simple as that of course, but after lots of mental back and forth, that's where I landed, and yeah, here I am.
Anyway, that's all for now, I'll follow up tomorrow (if I'm not in too much pain).