Originally Posted by Koapu
Good info. Just thought I’d bump this.
Good man, thanks you. And thank you sunny.
Relevant shit.
I was going to wait until after my check-ups to post on this, but WTF.
About six weeks ago I discovered a little something something on my left nut- right in the epididi-whosit. I’ve had a couple of episodes of epididi-whatsit over the years.
As I was without health insurance I freaked the fuck out and have lost quite a bit of sleep over fears of the big C— particularly the expense of treatment versus the alternative [death].
Fortunately I am covered again as of 12:01 AM today [Blue Cross*] and have an appointment with my internist scheduled for next Wednesday— I’m going to try and move it to Tuesday afternoon on Monday morning [bet you can’t say that five times fast].
Am I still concerned? Don’t be silly, of course I am— but the sad indictment is that I was losing sleep not over the big C [knowing that ball C is highly curable caught early enough] but over the potential costs of treatment.
Whatever happens I know that my costs are ~$400 per month. Including dental. :D
What has fascinated me is how this has impacted my personal interactions— women that I might have some sort of sexual interaction with have become anathema to me— not in and of themselves but rather as a participant in what I might be able to bring to the table. I fear that there are M/F relationships that I have permanently screwed by my sudden inexplicable withdrawal.
Ironically I find that I’ve come to whack off anywhere up to five times per day— perhaps some manner of overcompensation?
They make the fakeys from Teflon, right? Slippery, no?
* No “pre-existing conditions” BS