Before I had my laser prostate surgery I would stand at the urinal waiting for something to happen. About 48 guys would come and go while I remained. My legs cramped up. Nightfall came. I missed most of the movie. Someone would steal my popcorn. My dates would leave without me. It was hell. But I just kept pushing until a few drops came out.
There is no moral to this story. But for those in that situation, I feel for you. My prostate has been tamed. For the time being. Young guys chuckle and think it won't happen to them. Prepare for stoppage.. Roto Rooter is not the solution.
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