On a more serious note....
A couple of weeks ago I experienced some pain. This pain was not the normal pain I usually experience...and I experience a myriad of pain types.
Anywho, I finally went to the doctor. I NEVER go to the doctor.
After a quick and dirty grasping, the doctor determined that my fears were not as I expected. My week of sleepless nights were for naught. He did prescribe an ultrasound to make 100% sure that his findings were sound. He also suggested new underwear and not let them "hang low".
Oh dear.
So, after his findings were "confirmed", I went on a happy bathtimescaping.
A few days later, the time came. I had to head to the laserbeamologist for the ultrasound thing. I had never been there, so I showed up a tad early....45 minutes early.
Seems there was nobody in line, so I got checked in, processed, seated real fast. At this point, I figured I had a good 30 minutes to play some Plague, Inc for a while and try to relax.
Thirty. fucking. seconds.
A nice, attractive, friendly, mid-twenties gal walks out and asks if I am ready. I smile and greet her. She states that she has a student that she would like to sit in, but it is up to me. At this point I have lost all shame and state the fact and we head to the room.
Another nice, attractive, mid-twenties gal is standing by the door.
I get the sheet, a towel, a reference to a bunch of other towels (just in case), and they leave the room. I get to it! After some wrangling, I am positive that everything is in order!
The knock, the confirmation, the entrance, the complete and utter horror that two attractive women are now walking into a room where I am laid out on a bed with my balls neatly displayed between a bed of cotton!
At this point we go through the "typical" conversation of "done this before", "boy or girl", "pressure", "clench", "all done".
Once they leave I am able to get dressed and cleaned up. My god. The amount of lube on my ballsack was epic. It was everywhere!
Overall...no cancer. Just antibiotics and some 800mg stuff for inflamation. I live! My balls live!
Now I just to finish up with the antibiotics so I can stop farting like a damn cow. I swear I have lifted off like a space shittle on occasion.
