So...the first steps in my new life. I was nervous as a long tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs. The nurses were great, joking and light and kept me sane. My surgeon checked in and was calm and supportive and I felt calmer. The anesthesiologist said they would relax me, I would be completely calm and not nervous, take me and prep me, put me out and next I would just wake up. Well, I was relaxed, the nurse started the IV, I said that feels cool going in my arm, and I was then awakened in recovery. Surgeon informed me it went very well. Said that in the OR it was determined that the curve was closer to 90 degrees up (I told them those erection shots don't work so well on me as normal stimulation), so they were very happy we had decided upon grafting. Due to the complexity I was in OR for close to 4 hours. Had heavy pain meds in the recovery room where I was for about 3 hours due to wait for a room, was in a fog the entire time but I recall talking with the surgeon and nurses who were giving me pain medications. Cath coming out kind of sucked running, but not as bad as anticipated. I was kept overnight, went home Tuesday late afternoon. Sore, but tolerable with oral pain medication, as of last night I have not taken any and doing fairly well. I am partially inflated, length already is tolerable and I can live with it, is what it is.
Girth is more than expected, surgeon told me it is not swelling but I had good
girth to begin with and all the narrowing in the shaft was eliminated so the shaft is back to "normal". As of now I am straight, that feels good to be so.
Supposed to start gently "pulling" the pump down yesterday. I did some, but I have to psychologically come to grips with this and just do it, I will get it done more aggressively today, but very gently and carefully. Yesterday was a really weird day emotionally, more so than I ever expected. I was depressed and felt like I wished I had never done anything and just let nature take its course, now I had some weird plastic dick I was stuck with, no one would ever want to be with me anyway, etc. I was very down, so didn't post and just relaxed, tried to walk around every hour or two and dealt with my thoughts. Today I feel much better psychologically, it is what it is and no one calls any other person with a prosthetic a freak, so as of now I got it out of me and will work very hard to not let myself feel that way anymore.
Thanks for all the support. I don't have a S/O right now so really no one I can share this with, for me it is too much information so I simply had a "complicated hernia repair". It does help to be able to clarify some of my thoughts on here. Physically - it sucked of course, they cut my junk. LOL. But, not anything that you can't deal with. The surprising part is I was sure I had completely prepared myself mentally and there was no doubt in my mind. I still am sure intellectually that this was absolutely the proper route. These "feelz" though, really strange. Something I just need to work out in my head, start feeling the plastic pump in my sack without being freaked and move on. Always move on, one step at a time, even a half step, but keep moving forward. Its such a joke to people, "penis pump", "
penile implant", "bent dick". Normal people that just don't get how tied to a man's psyche that part is. Can you imagine joking about breast cancer, or a breast cancer survivor having to get fake tits? I have four sisters, I'd punch a mf in the mouth for that. Yet on twitter I searched
penile implant looking for doctors and information, mostly got insults about the President. Yeah, super funny you assholes. So for us, it is silence and shame and embarrassment. Time for that to end, it really is. Out for now, I am going to psych up and feel this pump today.