how many revisions can your body take?

[addige]

I'm 40 y/o and have had ed for about 8 years. if i were to get an implant now, on average it would last 5 years lets say? some say they reach failure sooner, others say lasts longer.

With all the swelling and the insance and painful recovery post opp, I wonder how many times your penis / tissue can go through something like that. How many times can you cut an organ open and put it through this trauma and painful healing process before it falls off?

[tow1366]

Was one of my questions, I can only give the answer my Uro gave me. He said it would last 10-12 years possibly more based on his experience. But he did caution that it could get infected (slim chance) or be rejected (very slim) or fail sooner (possible)

Right now (2 weeks after surgery) I couldnt face a replacement but then 4 days ago I discovered this forum and feel massively more hopeful that the pain and current issues will resolve and its pretty normal to feel the way I do.

I guess your ability to take any surgery reduces with age and health. Im diabetic so makes my recovery slower so for me.

[Larry10625]

I'm 40 y/o and have had ed for about 8 years. if i were to get an implant now, on average it would last 5 years lets say? some say they reach failure sooner, others say lasts longer.

With all the swelling and the insance and painful recovery post opp, I wonder how many times your penis / tissue can go through something like that. How many times can you cut an organ open and put it through this trauma and painful healing process before it falls off?

I don't know how many times my body can handle it but, here's what I do know... I am not willing to go with sex so, I will try anything, and keep trying until nothing works. Going without sex for 5 or 6 years so I can get away with one less implant is just NOT going to happen.

Larry

[DaveKell]

I'm not worried since I got first implant at age 64 and it catapulted me back to a sex life I had in my 20's, only better IMO. I can only offer anecdotal example of another type of surgery I've had a total of 18 times. At age 36 I experienced a spontaneous onset of massive internal bleeding. Okay, here's the grossest detail. My wife had just left for work at her school and I got in the shower. While in there I suddenly had an uncontrollable need to evacuate my bowels and I COULD NOT hold it long enough to get out of the shower. I flooded the shower floor and walls with a huge mixture of dark and bright red blood. Freaked out on steroids! By the time I was able to stop I was very weak. I crawled to bedside phone and called my mom and told her not to call my wife (why, I have no idea). About 20 minutes later my wife and mom arrived. They said let's get you to the ER. I said no, I wanted to drive 26 miles to my doctor alone. They won, and it's a good thing because my doc visited me in the hospital and said I would've bled out along the road before reaching him. I went into surgery ostensibly to remove my entire large intestine but came out of it being told I had a very rare birth defect in the last few inches of the small intestine that had ruptured. I was going to be fine, so they said, and I had lost half the volume of blood in my body. I'll never forget having an IV saline bag hooked up to each arm and having blood drawn that looked like pink lemonade!

Over the long haul I was not "fine". Turns out, I had survived something I only had statistically a 2% of surviving. I also turned out to have a body that produced tons of scar tissue called adhesions that subsequently strangled my bowels 8 times that resulted in another opening of a 14 inch incision down my belly and eviscerating my intestines onto my chest for a bowel resection. For over 20 years I had another major surgery every 18-24 months apart. After surgery #17 left me hospitalized for 6 months with horrible complications, I was unable to have food for over 11 months. I was hooked up to an IV "nutrition" liquid. After I was finally let out to go home, a few days before Christmas, I spent another 5 months at home where my wife put chain locks on the refrigerator and pantry doors so she could go to work without worrying about me. I should add that during that 11 months I couldn't watch tv because any food commercial drove me to the edge of insanity. My surgeon who left me in this shape refused to attempt anything further to help me. After a year I was fortunate to find an experienced surgeon in Dallas willing to give it a shot. He did surgery #18 almost ten years ago now. I told him beforehand I needed it to be his finest hour and it apparently was. I was finally cured of all my ongoing issues and owe him my life because I already told my entire family I was going to check out if the surgery wasn't a success. Life without food had no appeal to me.

The long and short of this is that I still function 100% normally with my intestines and never required a colostomy bag. I'm inclined to think that if my body survived that much trauma 18 times on my abdomen with a 14 inch incision, my little ol' implant surgery could be redone however many times I need it with no issues. If you've done the math and are wondering what the missing number of surgeries were for, it was to repair incisonal hernias and to remove a necrotic gall bladder that got blown out by too many months on IV nutrition. The LAST thing I'm dwelling on is a revision surgery and I plan to be around a hell of a long time.

[addige]

wow dude, what a story. sorry you had to go through all that, and glad you made it out ok. I can't imagine, that must have been terrifying. I guess you're right, our body's can go through a lot - and honestly, similiar to what the other poster said, what's the alternative? No sex?

[Larry10625]

I'm not worried since I got first implant at age 64 and it catapulted me back to a sex life I had in my 20's, only better IMO. I can only offer anecdotal example of another type of surgery I've had a total of 18 times. At age 36 I experienced a spontaneous onset of massive internal bleeding. Okay, here's the grossest detail. My wife had just left for work at her school and I got in the shower. While in there I suddenly had an uncontrollable need to evacuate my bowels and I COULD NOT hold it long enough to get out of the shower. I flooded the shower floor and walls with a huge mixture of dark and bright red blood. Freaked out on steroids! By the time I was able to stop I was very weak. I crawled to bedside phone and called my mom and told her not to call my wife (why, I have no idea). About 20 minutes later my wife and mom arrived. They said let's get you to the ER. I said no, I wanted to drive 26 miles to my doctor alone. They won, and it's a good thing because my doc visited me in the hospital and said I would've bled out along the road before reaching him. I went into surgery ostensibly to remove my entire large intestine but came out of it being told I had a very rare birth defect in the last few inches of the small intestine that had ruptured. I was going to be fine, so they said, and I had lost half the volume of blood in my body. I'll never forget having an IV saline bag hooked up to each arm and having blood drawn that looked like pink lemonade!

Over the long haul I was not "fine". Turns out, I had survived something I only had statistically a 2% of surviving. I also turned out to have a body that produced tons of scar tissue called adhesions that subsequently strangled my bowels 8 times that resulted in another opening of a 14 inch incision down my belly and eviscerating my intestines onto my chest for a bowel resection. For over 20 years I had another major surgery every 18-24 months apart. After surgery #17 left me hospitalized for 6 months with horrible complications, I was unable to have food for over 11 months. I was hooked up to an IV "nutrition" liquid. After I was finally let out to go home, a few days before Christmas, I spent another 5 months at home where my wife put chain locks on the refrigerator and pantry doors so she could go to work without worrying about me. I should add that during that 11 months I couldn't watch tv because any food commercial drove me to the edge of insanity. My surgeon who left me in this shape refused to attempt anything further to help me. After a year I was fortunate to find an experienced surgeon in Dallas willing to give it a shot. He did surgery #18 almost ten years ago now. I told him beforehand I needed it to be his finest hour and it apparently was. I was finally cured of all my ongoing issues and owe him my life because I already told my entire family I was going to check out if the surgery wasn't a success. Life without food had no appeal to me.

The long and short of this is that I still function 100% normally with my intestines and never required a colostomy bag. I'm inclined to think that if my body survived that much trauma 18 times on my abdomen with a 14 inch incision, my little ol' implant surgery could be redone however many times I need it with no issues. If you've done the math and are wondering what the missing number of surgeries were for, it was to repair incisonal hernias and to remove a necrotic gall bladder that got blown out by too many months on IV nutrition. The LAST thing I'm dwelling on is a revision surgery and I plan to be around a hell of a long time.

Wow Dave, like me, you've been through hell and back.

Larry

[DaveKell]

I'm not worried since I got first implant at age 64 and it catapulted me back to a sex life I had in my 20's, only better IMO. I can only offer anecdotal example of another type of surgery I've had a total of 18 times. At age 36 I experienced a spontaneous onset of massive internal bleeding. Okay, here's the grossest detail. My wife had just left for work at her school and I got in the shower. While in there I suddenly had an uncontrollable need to evacuate my bowels and I COULD NOT hold it long enough to get out of the shower. I flooded the shower floor and walls with a huge mixture of dark and bright red blood. Freaked out on steroids! By the time I was able to stop I was very weak. I crawled to bedside phone and called my mom and told her not to call my wife (why, I have no idea). About 20 minutes later my wife and mom arrived. They said let's get you to the ER. I said no, I wanted to drive 26 miles to my doctor alone. They won, and it's a good thing because my doc visited me in the hospital and said I would've bled out along the road before reaching him. I went into surgery ostensibly to remove my entire large intestine but came out of it being told I had a very rare birth defect in the last few inches of the small intestine that had ruptured. I was going to be fine, so they said, and I had lost half the volume of blood in my body. I'll never forget having an IV saline bag hooked up to each arm and having blood drawn that looked like pink lemonade!

Over the long haul I was not "fine". Turns out, I had survived something I only had statistically a 2% of surviving. I also turned out to have a body that produced tons of scar tissue called adhesions that subsequently strangled my bowels 8 times that resulted in another opening of a 14 inch incision down my belly and eviscerating my intestines onto my chest for a bowel resection. For over 20 years I had another major surgery every 18-24 months apart. After surgery #17 left me hospitalized for 6 months with horrible complications, I was unable to have food for over 11 months. I was hooked up to an IV "nutrition" liquid. After I was finally let out to go home, a few days before Christmas, I spent another 5 months at home where my wife put chain locks on the refrigerator and pantry doors so she could go to work without worrying about me. I should add that during that 11 months I couldn't watch tv because any food commercial drove me to the edge of insanity. My surgeon who left me in this shape refused to attempt anything further to help me. After a year I was fortunate to find an experienced surgeon in Dallas willing to give it a shot. He did surgery #18 almost ten years ago now. I told him beforehand I needed it to be his finest hour and it apparently was. I was finally cured of all my ongoing issues and owe him my life because I already told my entire family I was going to check out if the surgery wasn't a success. Life without food had no appeal to me.

The long and short of this is that I still function 100% normally with my intestines and never required a colostomy bag. I'm inclined to think that if my body survived that much trauma 18 times on my abdomen with a 14 inch incision, my little ol' implant surgery could be redone however many times I need it with no issues. If you've done the math and are wondering what the missing number of surgeries were for, it was to repair incisonal hernias and to remove a necrotic gall bladder that got blown out by too many months on IV nutrition. The LAST thing I'm dwelling on is a revision surgery and I plan to be around a hell of a long time.

Wow Dave, like me, you've been through hell and back.

Larry

Larry my 3 kids spent a lot of their childhood in 3 different hospitals where I had surgeries. They knew the locations of all the vending machines and shops. I was kinda surprised none of them ever wanted a career in medicine after all the interaction they had with hospital staff. My kids have seen me survive a number of pretty hopeless situations. They literally think I’m Superman. I always taught them to be mentally tough in every aspect of their lives and they learned that well with what I’ve endured. I’ve had one surgeon advise me to play the lottery with my luck and another who said I should go straight to Vegas. None of the gross horrors I’ve been through ever impacted me to the extent ED did. In comparison they were minor annoyances. Next month I’m scheduled to have a 9 hour long surgery to put rods in my lumbar spine as a result of the car wreck in June. My plan after I recover from it and get a huge settlement is to book a weekend at the same B&B where my ED first happened. Revenge is so sweet!!!

[Larry10625]

I'm not worried since I got first implant at age 64 and it catapulted me back to a sex life I had in my 20's, only better IMO. I can only offer anecdotal example of another type of surgery I've had a total of 18 times. At age 36 I experienced a spontaneous onset of massive internal bleeding. Okay, here's the grossest detail. My wife had just left for work at her school and I got in the shower. While in there I suddenly had an uncontrollable need to evacuate my bowels and I COULD NOT hold it long enough to get out of the shower. I flooded the shower floor and walls with a huge mixture of dark and bright red blood. Freaked out on steroids! By the time I was able to stop I was very weak. I crawled to bedside phone and called my mom and told her not to call my wife (why, I have no idea). About 20 minutes later my wife and mom arrived. They said let's get you to the ER. I said no, I wanted to drive 26 miles to my doctor alone. They won, and it's a good thing because my doc visited me in the hospital and said I would've bled out along the road before reaching him. I went into surgery ostensibly to remove my entire large intestine but came out of it being told I had a very rare birth defect in the last few inches of the small intestine that had ruptured. I was going to be fine, so they said, and I had lost half the volume of blood in my body. I'll never forget having an IV saline bag hooked up to each arm and having blood drawn that looked like pink lemonade!

Over the long haul I was not "fine". Turns out, I had survived something I only had statistically a 2% of surviving. I also turned out to have a body that produced tons of scar tissue called adhesions that subsequently strangled my bowels 8 times that resulted in another opening of a 14 inch incision down my belly and eviscerating my intestines onto my chest for a bowel resection. For over 20 years I had another major surgery every 18-24 months apart. After surgery #17 left me hospitalized for 6 months with horrible complications, I was unable to have food for over 11 months. I was hooked up to an IV "nutrition" liquid. After I was finally let out to go home, a few days before Christmas, I spent another 5 months at home where my wife put chain locks on the refrigerator and pantry doors so she could go to work without worrying about me. I should add that during that 11 months I couldn't watch tv because any food commercial drove me to the edge of insanity. My surgeon who left me in this shape refused to attempt anything further to help me. After a year I was fortunate to find an experienced surgeon in Dallas willing to give it a shot. He did surgery #18 almost ten years ago now. I told him beforehand I needed it to be his finest hour and it apparently was. I was finally cured of all my ongoing issues and owe him my life because I already told my entire family I was going to check out if the surgery wasn't a success. Life without food had no appeal to me.

The long and short of this is that I still function 100% normally with my intestines and never required a colostomy bag. I'm inclined to think that if my body survived that much trauma 18 times on my abdomen with a 14 inch incision, my little ol' implant surgery could be redone however many times I need it with no issues. If you've done the math and are wondering what the missing number of surgeries were for, it was to repair incisonal hernias and to remove a necrotic gall bladder that got blown out by too many months on IV nutrition. The LAST thing I'm dwelling on is a revision surgery and I plan to be around a hell of a long time.

Wow Dave, like me, you've been through hell and back.

Larry

Larry my 3 kids spent a lot of their childhood in 3 different hospitals where I had surgeries. They knew the locations of all the vending machines and shops. I was kinda surprised none of them ever wanted a career in medicine after all the interaction they had with hospital staff. My kids have seen me survive a number of pretty hopeless situations. They literally think I’m Superman. I always taught them to be mentally tough in every aspect of their lives and they learned that well with what I’ve endured. I’ve had one surgeon advise me to play the lottery with my luck and another who said I should go straight to Vegas. None of the gross horrors I’ve been through ever impacted me to the extent ED did. In comparison they were minor annoyances. Next month I’m scheduled to have a 9 hour long surgery to put rods in my lumbar spine as a result of the car wreck in June. My plan after I recover from it and get a huge settlement is to book a weekend at the same B&B where my ED first happened. Revenge is so sweet!!!

The revenge part is hilarious... Are you sure you are getting a HUGE settlement? I just tried to hire a lawyer to sue the doctors that butchered Mr. Happy and the boys and nobody will take it because they say the statute of limitations has expired. I say that's BS... I just found out that what the did to me cannot be fixed without a total reconstruction. We are living proof that the human body can take a lickin and keep on tickin.

Larry