seemed like a good idea at the time, no more than a day or two of discomfort in exchange for not having to wear wellies in bed. 5 days later it feels like me plums have been run over by a tank, black & blue does not even begin to describe what my sack looks like & the thought of going anywhere near a motorbike makes me feel physically sick. Was gonna go to Tong this weekend for a practice but as walking to the kitchen for an ale is hard enough, don't think I'll bother. Wasn't sure what to expect in the hospital, but 8 people in the operating theatre was a surprise, at least they put the fatty near my head so I wouldn't get aroused with all of the fiddling. If you are considering having this done this is fact: IT HURTS ESPECIALLY WHEN THE BASTARD CUTS YOUR TUBE WITHOUT ENOUGH ANASTHETIC. And if your missus uses the 'it's not as bad as childbirth' token yet again, remind her that childbirth is natural and having a scalpel in your nuts is not.

I can relate to your pain my friend , been there done that got the T shirt and the baseball cap , my advice to anyone even remotely thinking about gettin this done is " if it ain't broke don't fix it " I ended up with plums the size of a melon the skin on my bag was as smooth as babys bum and as tight as a drum , even the tops of by legs were black , walking like John Wayne in baggy trackie bottoms for nearly 3 fu'ng weeks .

Maybe some folk like the idea of a stranger in a medical outfit interfering with them? Personally that type of operation is fine for an over-sexed male cat or dog but why would a human want to volunteer?

Mine went septic and I had puss dripping out the stiches