Me. Myself. pJ - am feeling saddened by my own torment. Depressed by my inner torment - and inspired by my forcefulness of "continue".
Here now is the message of my time last week. Please excuse the missing information (i.e. the fact this is a story about my recent Heart Surgery) And of course - forgive me for the simple comedic run on theme to chipper you up as you imagine my heart surgery -- my penis..... Continue at own risk :)
Surgery ended with our perfect goal achieved.
It was uber complicated though.. And you know me - so there's a bit of a silly story to be had from my past 2 days....
So to begin with --
I got there - they put me in the hospital gown - and this very saucy african princess of a nurse came in and told me....... She had to shave me............
:) that's right folks.
The way the surgery goes is that they need to have wires sticking through tubes in me - connecting to the heart - from my chest - and one in the lower groin region ;) - that would help give my heart the appropriate "ablation" which means - they set fire to the part of my heart they wanted to burn away.....
SO - I was shaved.... She was number 1 to see my goods...
After a bit - I was taken to the operating room and was stripped down to my shoe modeling outfit and was left laying on my back in a very uncomfortable way...
3 people would now be looking at "The Great and Powerful Oz" --- but at this point, I just didn't care.
They had to lay a covering over me that would have little square holes in them for the doctor to operate through... So one lucky nurse was put on "Hold Back" duty...... :)
Then the surgery commenced (this part gets serious... though I was still smiling for a while as I was figuring out if it was how small her hands were that made.....ahem.... never mind.....)
So the surgery was supposed to last an hour and a half. Mine had some complications.
Mine lasted a grand total of just over 4 and a half hours. This included them finding the source of the problem which was directly in the middle of my heart - and the fact that due to me not being sedated or put to sleep - the freezing began to wear off and the pain became too much to handle - which resulted in me throwing up. It was brutal.
Though - they took their time and did the job perfectly. My doctor - whose name is Dr. Mackenjee - pronounced (MACKIN-G!!! - NO LIE!!!!) - he was pretty pumped in his celebration at the end. He did good work.
2 new nurses came in to bandage me up -- making the total of peepers 6 - and 1 of them being added to the "held my penis" category.
I was brought back to my room and left there for a bit. While taking a nap, a nurse came in to inspect for bleeding (7 for peeps & 3 for held) then of course one came in to wash all the dried blood off my skin...... This person takes the cake for having gone to town with my goods people..... Though it made me really uncomfortable having this person clean me up down there... It was nice of them to due with all the blood -- but I'd rather a FEMALE nurse do it instead..... sighh... He was gentle though............blaahshjkr.
After this all went down - and I'm referring of course not the happenings of my day - but the erection that would never come back after this man violated me -- I was taken upstairs to the room I had to stay in for the night.
throughout the night I had constant nurse visits (all different female nurses) to inspect for bleeding and take my blood rate.. By the time I left, 11 people had peeped and 4 people had a story to tell that night for dinner.
There was more to my night (including a scary black woman who slept in the bed beside me) -- but all in all I'm alright. I have to take it easy for a while. But all will be great soon.
Thanks for being soo great.
It was uber complicated though.. And you know me - so there's a bit of a silly story to be had from my past 2 days....
So to begin with --
I got there - they put me in the hospital gown - and this very saucy african princess of a nurse came in and told me....... She had to shave me............
:) that's right folks.
The way the surgery goes is that they need to have wires sticking through tubes in me - connecting to the heart - from my chest - and one in the lower groin region ;) - that would help give my heart the appropriate "ablation" which means - they set fire to the part of my heart they wanted to burn away.....
SO - I was shaved.... She was number 1 to see my goods...
After a bit - I was taken to the operating room and was stripped down to my shoe modeling outfit and was left laying on my back in a very uncomfortable way...
3 people would now be looking at "The Great and Powerful Oz" --- but at this point, I just didn't care.
They had to lay a covering over me that would have little square holes in them for the doctor to operate through... So one lucky nurse was put on "Hold Back" duty...... :)
Then the surgery commenced (this part gets serious... though I was still smiling for a while as I was figuring out if it was how small her hands were that made.....ahem.... never mind.....)
So the surgery was supposed to last an hour and a half. Mine had some complications.
Mine lasted a grand total of just over 4 and a half hours. This included them finding the source of the problem which was directly in the middle of my heart - and the fact that due to me not being sedated or put to sleep - the freezing began to wear off and the pain became too much to handle - which resulted in me throwing up. It was brutal.
Though - they took their time and did the job perfectly. My doctor - whose name is Dr. Mackenjee - pronounced (MACKIN-G!!! - NO LIE!!!!) - he was pretty pumped in his celebration at the end. He did good work.
2 new nurses came in to bandage me up -- making the total of peepers 6 - and 1 of them being added to the "held my penis" category.
I was brought back to my room and left there for a bit. While taking a nap, a nurse came in to inspect for bleeding (7 for peeps & 3 for held) then of course one came in to wash all the dried blood off my skin...... This person takes the cake for having gone to town with my goods people..... Though it made me really uncomfortable having this person clean me up down there... It was nice of them to due with all the blood -- but I'd rather a FEMALE nurse do it instead..... sighh... He was gentle though............blaahshjkr.
After this all went down - and I'm referring of course not the happenings of my day - but the erection that would never come back after this man violated me -- I was taken upstairs to the room I had to stay in for the night.
throughout the night I had constant nurse visits (all different female nurses) to inspect for bleeding and take my blood rate.. By the time I left, 11 people had peeped and 4 people had a story to tell that night for dinner.
There was more to my night (including a scary black woman who slept in the bed beside me) -- but all in all I'm alright. I have to take it easy for a while. But all will be great soon.
Thanks for being soo great.
And thank you all for continuing to read this ridiculous dribble - I will write again. Sometime. Soon..... Perhaps... :)
-pJ
