Followup to this entry talking about my wang.
After six months, I finally went in for treatment. Once again, the diagnosis took two seconds of feeling me up. After asking some follow up questions involving my love life ("does it interfere with sex?", "I wouldn't know.")
After six months, I finally went in for treatment. Once again, the diagnosis took two seconds of feeling me up. After asking some follow up questions involving my love life ("does it interfere with sex?", "I wouldn't know.")
"All right," says the Doctor, "you have a minor case of Peyronie's disease. There are basically four treatment options. First, we can do nothing. 10% of the time, it gets better on its own."So, six more months of treatment, then another followup. In the meantime, I need volunteers for checking to see if everything is as functional as I believe.
"What else?"
"Option two. We continue treating it with the scar-removal cream. This could take six months before you see a difference."
"OK."
"Option three. We inject the pure form of the scar removal substance directly into the scar tissue. This will take 50 painful needle shots into your penis over the next 24 months."
"The cream is sounding a lot more attractive. And number four?"
"We operate on it, which will make your penis shorter."
"Nope."