Week 4/Day 3
Early Afternoon
Visit to sperm bank around midday. Pretty uncomfortable and unpleasant experience. But pretty funny nonetheless….
Lead down the corridor..
Here’s the toilet sir…and here’s your room, I hope you’re comfortable
(IT’S A FUCKING CONVERTED TOILET CUBICLE. A BENCH WHERE THE TOILET SHOULD BE. IS THIS GUY HAVING A LAUGH.)
Ah, don’t forget your pots HE HANDS ME 3 POTS…2 deposits would be good, try for 3 if you can.
3 FUCKING POTS!! HA HA! ILL TRY!
A hot and sweaty half an hour ensues…2 POTS. (Always bring your own material – 10 yr old ‘Readers Wives’, coupled with the reason for being there, in a converted WC, is not conducive to the necessary vibes. Get me.)
VOILA. 2 POTS. AND GOOD ONES I RECKON. ;-)
(they were in fact very good pots worth it turned out…a little good news huh!)
Late Afternoon
Slow walk to hospital.
This was a difficult afternoon. Voluntarily walking into a hospital to do this seemed insane. I knew it had to be done but I was scared. What if I lose BOTH of them. I’m not invincible. What if I’m totally screwed. If this is the start of the end of everything. It could be. Shit I’m seriously stressed out.
I am moved upstairs for surgery…
“Here’s the gin and tonic sir” (that was the anaesthetist injecting me with the general anaesthetic).
HMMMM THAT’S PRETTY GOOD……
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AHA! SO…HOW DID IT GO…GET THE RIGHT ONE DID YOU?! HO HO!
Hello sir, the operation went very well...the troubles I thought there might be don’t seem to have been there.
GOOD NEWS HUH!?
Feeling quite good.
More morphine please nurse.
Week 4/Day 4
Don’t feel too bad.
The pain killers are pretty good!
Have to queue in line and then wait for the pharmacist to package my order up – this takes about 20 mins. DON’T THEY KNOW IVE JUST HAD A BOLLOCK LOPPED OFF?! OBVIOUSLY NOT. PAIN KILLERS DO NOTHING FOR MY PATIENCE AND GENERAL TOLERANCE LEVELS.
My Dad takes me home and I chill.
I don’t look down for a good couple of days. Ouch. Shit.
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