The Times They Are a Changin'...
Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2017 1:33 pm
Day 6 since being implanted. The discomfort is much more tolerable although I'm still icing and using pain med. My only complaint is the pressurized sensation that remains constant and having over 4 more weeks to try and hide the 75% erection.
I can't help but notice the profound change taking place in my attitude and outlook. I am still intimately familiar with the ravages of ED on my psyche. The inferiority to capable men I long ago accepted as my new normal. The devastation that was brought into the relationship with my wife as I helplessly watched a bedrock foundation of our marriage crumble into dust. The withering of my self esteem that affected every aspect of my life from no longer caring about the business I spent my life building to not caring if I ever woke up again in the morning. These all dragged on for years and brought about an almost total lack of joy into my existence as a husband, father and grandfather. A healthy acceptance of myself became very close to extinct.
It seems like a whirlwind of change has enveloped me in the scant month since my appointment with a highly respected Texas urologist and my implant less than a week ago. I'm feeling the same anticipation from years ago of success in every undertaking of my life. I've finally begun to notice my wife's year long effort to become fit again and the weight she has lost. It wasn't begun to appease me in any way. She started it to reverse a diagnosis of "pre diabetes" and has been successful in getting off the meds prescribed for it. I finally noticed how good she is looking again and for the past few days she never passes by me without reaching out and touching me somehow. She obviously is anticipating a big change as well.
To sum it all up, I've already become a new man in my way of thinking about the rest of my life. I feel like shouting from the rooftop "MY DICK IS GOING TO WORK AGAIN!". Obviously I won't do that. I'm sure my entire family will take note before long of how I hug my wife often and kiss her again in front of everyone at gatherings, of which there will be several for bbq's at our new home in beautiful rural Texas horse country. Just like when I married her when she was 19 and I was 26 I'm not going to be able to keep my hands off her anymore. The old me is banging on the door of the rest of my life. My hardened attitude is evaporating right before my eyes and I'm looking forward to years of fun together in our retirement. I will say this, I'm going to feel sorry for all those younger guys who won't be getting it as much as I will. And pitifully, won't be able to last as long as me either! I'll soon be hoisting a few cold one to the bionic bros at FrankTalk!
I can't help but notice the profound change taking place in my attitude and outlook. I am still intimately familiar with the ravages of ED on my psyche. The inferiority to capable men I long ago accepted as my new normal. The devastation that was brought into the relationship with my wife as I helplessly watched a bedrock foundation of our marriage crumble into dust. The withering of my self esteem that affected every aspect of my life from no longer caring about the business I spent my life building to not caring if I ever woke up again in the morning. These all dragged on for years and brought about an almost total lack of joy into my existence as a husband, father and grandfather. A healthy acceptance of myself became very close to extinct.
It seems like a whirlwind of change has enveloped me in the scant month since my appointment with a highly respected Texas urologist and my implant less than a week ago. I'm feeling the same anticipation from years ago of success in every undertaking of my life. I've finally begun to notice my wife's year long effort to become fit again and the weight she has lost. It wasn't begun to appease me in any way. She started it to reverse a diagnosis of "pre diabetes" and has been successful in getting off the meds prescribed for it. I finally noticed how good she is looking again and for the past few days she never passes by me without reaching out and touching me somehow. She obviously is anticipating a big change as well.
To sum it all up, I've already become a new man in my way of thinking about the rest of my life. I feel like shouting from the rooftop "MY DICK IS GOING TO WORK AGAIN!". Obviously I won't do that. I'm sure my entire family will take note before long of how I hug my wife often and kiss her again in front of everyone at gatherings, of which there will be several for bbq's at our new home in beautiful rural Texas horse country. Just like when I married her when she was 19 and I was 26 I'm not going to be able to keep my hands off her anymore. The old me is banging on the door of the rest of my life. My hardened attitude is evaporating right before my eyes and I'm looking forward to years of fun together in our retirement. I will say this, I'm going to feel sorry for all those younger guys who won't be getting it as much as I will. And pitifully, won't be able to last as long as me either! I'll soon be hoisting a few cold one to the bionic bros at FrankTalk!