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timmy
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Location: UK, in Devon
Registered: February 2003
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Yesterday I went to the doctor. It was part of my regular diabetic screening, no big deal at all. But I wanted to share with you something simple that I did as well that we men just will not do.
I have something that concerns me with the mucous membrane that forms the surface of the glans penis. The right hand side is getting "crisp", and that crispness fragments and comes away leaving a rawness beneath.
So I asked him about it, he asked to see, we discussed the area, and I put it away again.
That simple. That easy. Just as if it were a finger, or a toe.
For me the upshot is that he and I debated whether I need to see a urologist or a dermatologist. We think urologist because it may be linked with the urethraplasty I had a few years ago to cure (by excision) BXO.
That's not the point.
The point, pun available if you want, is that men do not get their bits out and discuss them with the doctor until it's too late, normally. I rather like mine. I get pleasure from it. If it dropped off then peeing in a urinal would be difficult. So I want to keep it. So I asked.
Author of Queer Me! Halfway Between Flying and Crying - the true story of life for a gay boy in the Swinging Sixties in a British all male Public School
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Dear Timmy,
for a second there I thought "I rather like mine" referred to your doctor, not your penis. Now I've got it straight I have to agree! Indeed I'd say I'm very attached to mine!
And I'm glad I'm able to say that I'm also able to discuss it and my prostate (swollen) and even have his finger up my arse feeling my prostate without even feeling embarrassed about it. I think the fact I wear a jockstrap instead of briefs or boxers is more embarrassing to me.
But I think my doctor is more shy than I am about it. I don't think he knows how to take me.
BTW I almost never pee in a urinal any more. I have to sit and squeeze or else I don't succeed in emptying my bladder and ten minutes later I feel I have to go again!
Love,
Anthony
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timmy
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Location: UK, in Devon
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I was not comfortable as a kid. That meant that I delayed asking for advice for a terminally restricted foreskin. And that delay caused me a shedload of problems.
So I've now retitled this part of the thread.
As a boy I was stupidly shy. It affected my willy.
Put shyness on one side as soon as you can and get asking. We can both do it coz we're old farts. I should have done it when I was a kid.
Author of Queer Me! Halfway Between Flying and Crying - the true story of life for a gay boy in the Swinging Sixties in a British all male Public School
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Hear! Hear!
[I like to see that phrase spelled correctly once in a year or so and it's wrong almost every time I see it.]
Love Anthony
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I really could not agree more. I lost a good friend to bladder cancer for no other reason than he prevaricated going to see his doctor until too late the disease had taken hold and was unstoppable.
Paul.
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EW! I don't want to get any older than I am at the moment.
You're scaring me, guys, you know...
Marek
It is better to switch on a small light than to curse the darkness.
- Vincent Šikula, Slovak writer
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timmy
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Location: UK, in Devon
Registered: February 2003
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I had the first problem when I was 12! That's the whole point. Or in my case less than the whole point!
Author of Queer Me! Halfway Between Flying and Crying - the true story of life for a gay boy in the Swinging Sixties in a British all male Public School
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lol
thats so true

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timmy
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Location: UK, in Devon
Registered: February 2003
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When all is said and done, it's just a small tube of flesh. I wonder why we imbue it with so big a set of taboos that we cannot discuss it.
Author of Queer Me! Halfway Between Flying and Crying - the true story of life for a gay boy in the Swinging Sixties in a British all male Public School
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marc
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Registered: March 2003
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I have no problem talking about it....
It is just the calling of it a "penis" thar seems a bit tight assed.
After all, is it all that bad to be a little creative with what you call it?
[Updated on: Sun, 07 September 2008 00:07]
Life is great for me... Most of the time... But then I meet people online... Very few are real friends... Many say they are but know nothing of what it means... Some say they are, but are so shallow...
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timmy
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Location: UK, in Devon
Registered: February 2003
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Well, I suppose it is, a little. But if you want to describe accurately "I have some crispy skin on the tip of my dick" you may get misunderstandings if the doctor, as so often here, has limited English.
Far better to use the correct technical term if you know it, but no point in being embarrassed if you don't. Saying "Please have a look at my todger" is far better than saying nothing at all.
Author of Queer Me! Halfway Between Flying and Crying - the true story of life for a gay boy in the Swinging Sixties in a British all male Public School
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