Frankly this pretty well sucks…..
Hmm.. Where to start, especially since this is bound to be horribly embarrassing when it all turns out to be an ingrown hair or a peanut I swallowed when I was 5…
I’ve been described as being moody… and it’s true, a big ego, a bit of bi polar and type one diabetes (my blood sugars really affect my temperament) is probably not a great mix and frankly I’ve offended people I didn’t mean to but I can’t say I worry too much about it all….. But I’ve been an extra bit touchy lately.. We all have our demons to face in life and currently mine seems to have a name, Testicular Cancer…
Now thats not quite true, the chances are is not even cancer, BUT yes, there is ‘something’ and it isn’t a good something in a place where men really don't want extra things and it’s growing so bring on the embarrassing probes and the machines that go ‘bing’. The doctors are great!
Some people would wait until it’s confirmed 100% either way but for me, open, loud and honest; despite the consequences has always been the best. Frankly I think its a cyst or something.....
How do I feel? It changes like the weather, terrified one moment, happy the next but always always up for the challenge and 100% positive this is a temporary set back and will NOT be the way I go…. Pissed off? No not really, a quick read of any daily paper reveals that far worse things happen daily to great people and I have a wonderful life really, I can’t see this minor hiccup changing that.
The only thing that does piss me off… I had a hot nurse fiddling with me wobbly bits and was very disappointed to find it was not even mildly arousing. Frankly it all looked a lot hotter when I imagined it.
So there ya go – this ride has left the platform and I’ve got the bars gripped firmly. Bring it on, its gunna be a wild one….
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