Well, I think I'll start off by first sending out a warm hug and thank you to She-Who-Lives-With-The-Cherokee. My dear, I had not really realized how important the energies generated would come in so damned handy later on yesterday afternoon. If I had, we would have stayed on the telephone a bit longer, for sure.
What I experianced yesterday at the Neuologist's office was just shy of real life torture. No really. It's not mormal for folks to have a sensor catheter inserted into the Mr. Wang and also inserted in the rear exit. AND, this preocedure was preformed by a WOman...
...really? A WOman? Come on Folks, this just ain't normal. Anyways, NO WAIT, and this bloody procedure went on for more than an hour! What normal is this? Huh? Anyways, I gave it my "Man Up" and did go through some changes. Once it was necessary to call a time out and apply ice packs on my neck, head and near the area down below. I thought I was going to faint! What? This procedure was to test my bladder which is hyper inflated due to years drinking water and my Venti Iced Green Teas by the half dozen and holding the "need to go" for hours at a time. Speaking of which, I've been placed on a Go-Every-Two-Hours, until we get my Camal Bladder back into human form. Oh yes Kindred, I have lived for years thinking that drinking water by the liters was good and cool, well, it wasn't and isn't. As She-Who-Tortured-Me says, it's like the elastic on an old pair of underpants - it gets all stretched out. My urine analysis came back perfect. Yeah! No really, no sugar, blood or other what-not's there. My sphincter muscle is in excellent and tip-top shape, which made me a happy boy becuase I thought for sure that all of those years of abuse, I would have ended up with a fucked up Hole Below, but all is good in the Rear Bumper. Ha! I could come up with more of these but I won't...
...directing my attention back to Mr. Wiggles, He who is formerly known as He-Who-Touched-My-Under-Carriage, is now known as Doctor-Urologist-With-Too-Many-Tools, will be conducting another procedure - going through and into my junk with a Video Camera of some sort come this Monday. Ewww shit, I can't wait! (Am being sarcastic as hell!) I also have blood work to have done at the laboratory.
There have been too many female Kinfolk tell me, "now you know what it's like when we have PAP tests done". I say to that "BULLSHIT, Honey's!". I do not have a Va-Jay-Jay and you all do not have a Mr. Wang. Um, just no, you keep your tests and I swear I hope to never go throgh this again. O.K.
Look, I just met this fine fellow on Wednesday the 26th of October and he is managing to create some hellaciously painfull and really unpleasent situations for me. Please Great Spirit, let me be near the end of all this picking and a grinning and probing around here and there.
Um, for now, I have shared enough. I think I have made myself ill thinking and remembering all the shtuff that my Junk and I were put through yesterday afternoon...
...and why, yes, I am still sore.
NOTE: To all fellows/men/males, PLAY with your Mr. Wang NOW! Do all the things WE enjoy doing with the MR. Wang! Because fella's come these early 50's all of this kind of SHIT REALLY HAPPENS! Please READ my WORDS and know them to be the DAMNED TRUTH! Wear it out!
P.S. Piss when you have to too!
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