this post is gonna be graphic and blunt, but i feel compelled to write it and "put it out there". consider yourself warned.
about a month ago (actually it'll be a month, tomorrow) i went to the doctor because i was feeling...ill and i began experiencing symptoms which are too personal to even think of mentioning on this blog. suffice to say, they were odd enough to drag my, my usually non-malingering, ass to see Dr. Frank. after a bit of...poking around, Dr. F decided i may have a prostate infection. slightly alarmed (i hear the word prostate and my natural association word is cancer), i asked the usual how/why/where questions. the good doctor suggested that the probable culprit is good old fashioned man-on-man butt sex* and urges us to start wearing condoms** whenever it..comes up; he then prescribed 30 days of Cipro.
fast forward 27 days, to last friday. i'd been asymptomatic for between 2 and 3 weeks and was really excited because i only had 6 pills left! i'd be able to bring my dairy back! i'd be able to drink again! i wouldn't fear being crippled by too deep of a squat while Wii-Fitting. i wouldn't be nauseous! i'd be hungry again! sadly that was not to be. the aforementioned symptoms came back. i called the doctor and saw him on saturday morning.
he took me off the Cipro and is sending me for prostate tests. this time, though, his recommendation is to make the appointment for the tests as early as possible and to make sure that the prostate has been properly stimulated the night before. all that was missing was a prescription for Wet Platinum and the Best of Enigma.
*you should always have "full disclosure" with your primary care physician; if he doesn't know all the facts, he can't help. the fact that mine a friend and co-worker of CawfeeMate is a bonus.
**after a year of monogamy and the required testing we stopped, thinking that all hurdles had been cleared. who knew?
2 comments:
Too graphic? Nah. Not for these eyes and ears. I'm not really sure whether to wish you happy prostate stimulation or good luck on the testing. Either way, health and happiness always.
I thought Cipro was used for Anthrax patients. What the hell kind of lube you two been using?
derails my plans to stealthfully steal green iPod.
*says a two-finger, no hang nail prayer for your prostate, and one Kum bye YaaaAAAAH!!!*
oh no! My word verication is
ructle - The feeling of wanting to be ructed - butt you have to be satisfied with a little rub.
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