I went to see the doctor about my nutpieces. He said it’s nothing to worry about, but if it’s still there in a month I should go back and he’ll arrange a scan and a biopsy, so maybe it IS something to worry about….
Short-term, I’m not allowed to cycle for a couple of weeks; longer-term, he’s recommended I buy some padded cycling shorts and get my bike seat changed.
He asked ‘has it affected your libido?’
I said “Yeah, a bit. It’s hard to get aroused when your testicle feels like a squashed melon”
He smiled that bored smile that people use when they’re trying to look amused but really they’re just unimpressed and distracted, and said “Take it easy in the bedroom for a while”
I said “Ok. Just have sex in the garden, then..”
He didn’t even bother with the bored smile at that one. He just looked at me contemptuously and said “See you in a month if it‘s troubling you”
Philippa didn’t seem relieved when I got home and told her, but that might be because I hadn’t told her why I was going. I hadn’t mentioned my inter-scrotal discomfort to her at all. So I had to listen to the lecture about ‘being a team and not hiding things from each other’ and now I’m getting the silent treatment. Oh, well - I’m not allowed to have sex anyway so she can avoid me as long as she likes.
Unfortunately I’m not allowed to cycle either so I may as well sit in the dark and play on the Wii.
RC 25-7-13
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