It's been 4 days since surgery and I'm still amazed by the difference between this surgery and the first one.
Since the first day home I've taken ONE oxycodone! Mainly I've stuck to ibuprofen and ice packs. The pubic area is tender (I'm assuming the saline reservoir is causing the discomfort), the shaft is tender, the incision site is of course very tender and sore. None of which I can't handle, though it is starting to wear me down a bit, as would any prolonged pain.
I've noticed what is causing the most pain is the pump. It is sitting VERY low in the scrotum and feels like it is poking out or else I'm sitting on it. I see the doc Tuesday and that will be the biggest issue to discuss. Hopefully it will just be a matter of pushing the pump up into the scrotum more often until it heals into place. But unlike last time, I don't feel as if it is wrapped around the testicle cords and I can actually feel the release valve. A world of difference from last time, where I was in the ER the day I released from the hospital and could barely walk because the pain was so bad. Even some of the swelling has begun to go down... though with no pubic hair I can see I REALLY have to loose some weight, cause I'm seeing more chunk than junk! LOL
After being released Friday we went to get breakfast while waiting on the pharmacy to fill the clearly unneeded oxy script. Saturday we went and got some shopping done (picked up a bottle of champagne to give to the surgeon next week at my first follow up appt) and today we went to get dim sum for lunch, took a drive around the coastal side of the city and stopped at a sporting goods store to look around a bit.
I'm beyond lucky at having a new partner to go through this experience with. ALL my friends who spent any time with me the last time warned him at how bad the recovery would be. At this point he thinks they were all being overly dramatic.
But he's been by my side the entire time. So even when you don't need it, its great to have someone there supporting you! If everything goes as planned, it's going to be one hell of a honeymoon in October!
-Greg
3am and laying here in the hospital, bored! Trust me, I'm not complaining. I'd much rather be bored because the surgery went so well, than wide awake and in massive pain regretting the surgery, like I did last time.
Yes it still HURTS, but this time around I find I'm like, "oh... time for pain meds, cool". Where as last time I was in such massive pain, I was begging the nurse for a killer every 45 minutes, and ringing that buzzer endlessly if she was 1 second late.
I'm going to contribute this reduction in pain to the quality of the surgeon this time.
FIVE HOURS!!! That's how long it took him to do the surgery.
He methodically moved the cylinders into place, removing as much scar tissue as possible every few centimeters to make sure we avoided the "floppy head" syndrome. He was able to get the saline bladder into place without having to make a second incision and the pump is nicely settled in between its two older neighbors.
He didn't rush one step of the surgery and I'm hoping that will pay off in the end as a nicely operating implant.
Alas, I don't think he was able to make it longer and thicker as I had requested
But given that between the two TURP surgeries that caused peyronies and the botched first implant surgery, I had already lost well over an inch in length.... and I wasn't all that hung to begin with
So I may realistically end up between 4.5 to 5 inches in length. But hey... It will be a thick and rock hard 4.5 to 5 inches!!!
Now to get the nurse to take this catheter out.... And hopefully in 6 or 7 hours they will let me go home.
