Our most humiliating moments with PC

 

In the spirit of lightening things up some more and just because I still have way too much time on my hands, I started this thread.

What has been your 2 or 3 most humiliating or funny personal moments in your journey with PCa? Here are mine:

1. When my wife saw my member for the first time after the catheter was removed she asked "OK who stole it" I told her the Uro sold it to a research lab so the techs would have a good laugh
2. The worst was 15 minutes after my URO first injected my member with TRIMIX the ED nurse came in to do an inspection. She commented " I thought you would do better than that." Almost exactly what, as a teenager, the girl I lost my cherry too said to me after we were done!    This just proves I have now gone full circle

Terry the Water Guy

I had my surgery in June....cath in for five weeks....I wore shorts to work... My cath slid down my leg and hit the floor twice.

Still haven't decided which was worse - the fear of having mr pee wee almost yanked out or the surprised look on my co-worker..

For 17 years I have been a baseball and softball, high school and college sports official.

I had enough of sitting around after my surgery and needed to get back out on the field and feel normal again. So just about 3 weeks after surgery I accepted an assignment to work home plate in a college softball game. Now I was continent after surgery, but I also had urgency issues. It as easy to deal with at home but I was a little nervous about going on the field. So in preparation I wore not only a man sized max protection pad, but also a full depends brief under my uniform.

about mid way through the game and in the middle of an inning, I just couldn't hold it any longer. I though maybe I could just let a little out and I would be better. NOT. When you allow the flow to start there is not stopping it.

I MISSED THREE PITCHES DURING THIS PROCESS and was taking some immediate grief from the coaches. College coaches are a little intense to say the least.

During the time between innings I used the bathroom in the dugout. I had carried extra supplies in my ball bag just in case. With all of the gear on it took a little too long to change out everything.

When I got back on the field, the more intense of the coaches ( a known royal pain) felt it her duty to come to the plate and chastise me. She started in by saying it was bad enough that I was blatantly missing pitches, but now I was compounding it by delaying the game.

It didn't take but about half a second for me to respond.

"I had prostate surgery 3 weeks ago. I missed those pitches because I was pissing my pants. I would have missed a lot more if I didn't get that wet diaper off and get a dry one on."

The look on her face was priceless as I am sure that she had never heard that explanation before in her 20+ years as a coach. She just turned and walked away.

I am not sure who was more embarrassed. But I do know that I officiated at least 6 or 8 games with her school over the next year and a half and never had her approach me about anything again. Even my fellow umpires noticed her lack of attitude with me.

Who woulda thunk a wet diaper could calm the raging beast within.

Post Edited (Sonny3) : 8/13/2011 9:23:34 AM (GMT-6)

I blush as I write this. During one my Emergency Room catheter insertions, on a weekend of course, I was in intense pain from a total stricture blockage, laid out on a table with leg stirups, naked from the waist down. Two nurses had already painfully failed to insert a catheter, a higher level nurse was called in, and she failed to.

The 3 nurses walked away, I would guess 15-20 feet, to discuss what to do next. I have very acute hearing, and heard every word they said.

As I lay there, one of the first nurses that had failed said "Well, he's so small down there, there's nothing to hold on to"

The other two nurses quietly giggled, before coming back to me.

I would have died of shame, but was in too much pain.

David


(It took a total of 5 attempts, all because they didn't listen to the doctor on call from my urologist office, he told them exactly the size and type cath to use, but that kept trying to force larger ones inside me, but that's another story)