Bob And Susan

This is a warning for Men about something I had never heard about.
It’s about having your nut get twisted and how I dealt with it. The 3 days of pain were like getting a puck, baseball or foot nailing you so bad that you curled up on the ground in a fetal position.
Here’s how I got mine….We take Susan’s Sebring now when we drive long distance. I guess it’s come to be because I want to keep the mileage down on the Lincoln. The problem I’ve always had with the car is that it’s small. Worse yet, when I’m driving, the seat has a tendency to cause my body to push forward, and I have to constantly pull at my jeans to loosen up the jewels. I decided to not wear jeans on my last trip from Calgary and opt for sweats…thought they’d be more comfortable and relaxed. I was so wrong…..2 days later I was in agony. Every time I took a step I felt like I was getting kicked in the nuts. I went to work and broke down and called my Doctor Brian of 30 years. Luckily I can see Brian on short notice….a wonderful story for another blog.
Told Brian I had a bad testicle, and we should have a look. He put on his gloves, I dropped my pants. “Don’t touch or I’ll sue ya” You can only look. I told him of how the pain resonated to a place I couldn’t understand, just up the inside my stomach. He immediately told me what I had and prescribed rest. If I rested it would return to normal. It’s getting better now a few days later. I only write this because I needed to vent as I am a bit miserable as you can imagine. Sometimes writing is a good way to vent. Susan seems to think it’s good for me as she has had to put up with me being miserable. Being the ever loving gal she is, she asked if my writing this could be made better with her being able to post photos on our blog site and post up a picture of said testicle….. I write this for Men who need to understand that if you get this, rest…rest..rest…
Love Bob