I woke up at around 6 am in the morning with the nurse coming in for the routine blood pressure check. I got a good 6 hours of sleep at night and felt well rested but also quite lethargic. Moreover my room didnt have a tv and so i was just starting to get really bored and wanted to head back home asap. I was waiting for Dr. Vernon to come in and check up one me and give me a discharge but he was in an other surgery that morning and i wasnt sure when he would be making his rounds.
I got up to go to the toilet and again was unable to pee straight. The same thing happened wherein it sprayed everywhere initially and then became a straight flow and then at the end of it also it started to spray.
I was also a bit constipated but that was because i hadn't gone the previous day.
After my breakfast and popping some more pills i was just relaxing in my bed. Dr.Vernon then came into my room to have a look at my penis. He said everything seemed ok and i was good to go home. I asked him about the blood and stuff on the bandages and he said that it was normal and that he would have someone come in and replace the dressing before my discharge. He also asked me to come to his private clinic the following Monday to replace the dressing and also check the progress of my healing.
Later in the noon, after my lunch, the discharge sheet was passed to my dad and he went to pay the bill at the cashiers desk. The total expense for everything including room charge, OT charge and doctor fees came to around 14.5K Rs. Now i was only waiting for the dressing to be changed. A female resident doc came into the room along with a nurse. I felt a tad bit awkward about having a female doc do it but was more interested in getting fresh bandages and going home. The dressing change lasted around 5min but it was a world of pain for me. When the doc pulled the bandages of my penis i literally yelped in pain. Then immediately after she applied some kind of liquid which caused a horrible burning sensation on my entire penis. This hurt like hell and i even asked her if it was supposed to burn so much. She said that the burning sensation is expected but i was still grunting from the sensation on my super sensitive penis. I was actually pinching other parts of my body just to confuse the pain signals going to my brain from my penis. It did help a little bit to divert the pain from my penis (which i couldnt handle) to the pinching on my lower abdomen. Once the dressing was changed the pain stopped and the burning subsided. My dad came back in the room ready to go but i needed a good ten minutes to just recover from the last 5min.
Now wearing clothes was another concern for me. I didnt know how i would walk out of the hospital in clothes when i couldnt even bear the hospital gown touching my penis. I read up on the other blogs about this and even my doc advised me the same. I had a pair of fitting trunk style undies and kept my dick at 12 o'clock position. The fit of my undies went over the thickening part of the bandage and so i didnt feel any pain. I wore my shorts and was able to leave the hospital -- walking slowly and in a slightly funny manner.
Once home i got into a clothing called a lungi which is basically like a long skirt kind of cotton item worn by men in southern india. It gave me plenty of room to dangle my dick loose inside without much contact with the cloth. At night while sleeping i had to adjust my dick every time i moved from one side to the other but managed to sleep fine.
I got up to go to the toilet and again was unable to pee straight. The same thing happened wherein it sprayed everywhere initially and then became a straight flow and then at the end of it also it started to spray.
I was also a bit constipated but that was because i hadn't gone the previous day.
After my breakfast and popping some more pills i was just relaxing in my bed. Dr.Vernon then came into my room to have a look at my penis. He said everything seemed ok and i was good to go home. I asked him about the blood and stuff on the bandages and he said that it was normal and that he would have someone come in and replace the dressing before my discharge. He also asked me to come to his private clinic the following Monday to replace the dressing and also check the progress of my healing.
Later in the noon, after my lunch, the discharge sheet was passed to my dad and he went to pay the bill at the cashiers desk. The total expense for everything including room charge, OT charge and doctor fees came to around 14.5K Rs. Now i was only waiting for the dressing to be changed. A female resident doc came into the room along with a nurse. I felt a tad bit awkward about having a female doc do it but was more interested in getting fresh bandages and going home. The dressing change lasted around 5min but it was a world of pain for me. When the doc pulled the bandages of my penis i literally yelped in pain. Then immediately after she applied some kind of liquid which caused a horrible burning sensation on my entire penis. This hurt like hell and i even asked her if it was supposed to burn so much. She said that the burning sensation is expected but i was still grunting from the sensation on my super sensitive penis. I was actually pinching other parts of my body just to confuse the pain signals going to my brain from my penis. It did help a little bit to divert the pain from my penis (which i couldnt handle) to the pinching on my lower abdomen. Once the dressing was changed the pain stopped and the burning subsided. My dad came back in the room ready to go but i needed a good ten minutes to just recover from the last 5min.
Now wearing clothes was another concern for me. I didnt know how i would walk out of the hospital in clothes when i couldnt even bear the hospital gown touching my penis. I read up on the other blogs about this and even my doc advised me the same. I had a pair of fitting trunk style undies and kept my dick at 12 o'clock position. The fit of my undies went over the thickening part of the bandage and so i didnt feel any pain. I wore my shorts and was able to leave the hospital -- walking slowly and in a slightly funny manner.
Once home i got into a clothing called a lungi which is basically like a long skirt kind of cotton item worn by men in southern india. It gave me plenty of room to dangle my dick loose inside without much contact with the cloth. At night while sleeping i had to adjust my dick every time i moved from one side to the other but managed to sleep fine.
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