I had an interesting doctor's appointment last week. Yes, I talk a lot about my medical situation, but it's certainly centerpoint to my current life. This was, as are the most interesting appointments, with a urologist. Recently I've gone to full-time employment and one of the benefits is pretty nice medical insurance. I thought, at the time, that my current urologist didn't take the new insurance, so I set an appointment with a new doctor who - at least online - comes highly rated. My current doctor loves testing. He also focuses on issues *he* sees as important, and often bypasses my true concerns. Not out of hand, but he listens and tends to go other directions. An excellent example of this is the continued pain in my lower left groin. I have a constant achiness in the general area to the left of the penis on the main torso. There's a specific point of pain along the edge of the penis where it's attached to the torso, with some rigidity in the tissue...

Lots of things going on in life, keeping me from updating very often. Plus, I think I've exhausted a bunch of topics and not having a real source of new material it might start to get stale. We're approaching Spring and that means that shortly I'll start being able to lay out by the pool again without getting cold. I'm looking forward to that, provided I get enough time off of work to give me the opportunity. Work has developed into a 50-hour/week occupation, but for the most part I'll have some free time during the day most days. I've become a lot more pale than I like and am looking forward to the relaxation of lying in the sun. The medical front (pun not fully intended) continues unabated. I seem to be coming into another season of unabated attention towards my groin. My urologist commented that I was pretty much a urological trifecta, with problems in my kidneys, testicles and possibly prostate. (He's now very concerned about my last voiding...

So a Men's Issues forum I visit with some regularity has a section on embarrassing doctor's visits. I had an interesting appointment this last week that I recounted and got a few online-style chuckles from the other members. I thought I'd share the story here too. It wasn't really embarrassing - I have a very high threshold for that these days, as my regular readers will acknowledge - but I had a consult with a urologist this last week over whether or not some kidney stones needed to be removed via ureteroscopy. I don't have any pain from them, but my regular urologist wanted me to have a second opinion from a specialist. So I traipsed down to see the new guy and was promptly led into the exam room (very fast, which was nice). After an extended wait one of the secondary doctors came in, apologized for the delay and said the specialist had been called to a different room with an urgent situation. This guy was going to check my vitals and go thro...

I had breakfast with a friend of mine today, and she's one of two close friends who are aware of this blog. She noted I hadn't written anything for some months. So here I am again. My last entry was kind of depressing, I admit. Not that it isn't deserved but I generally prefer to be more upbeat and positive. I do miss sex, and don't have much of any other outlets for my comments on the topic. So that, to remind my readers or catch up someone who's new, is why I write this blog. To discuss my feelings and maybe make contact with someone who is going through things themselves. That noted, Happy New Year. Yes, it's February, but this is my first entry of 2020. A few things to catch you up on: I am consulting a specialist regarding the third botched attempt to destroy a particularly stubborn kidney stone in my left kidney. I've commented in a number of previous entries that I've become used to regularly being stripped naked by doctors and techn...

In just a few more hours I'm heading to a surgery center for yet another medical procedure. My third time blasting kidney stones. (I've asked the doctor if he plans on wearing his glasses this time...) Given that this is the third time in as many years lying semi-exposed on a table with a bunch of people in the room, I've been thinking about my medical history a lot. My lower left quadrant of my abdomen has received considerable attention over the years, and has left me with a complete lack of modesty when it comes to being naked or partially exposed with other people. (Yes, I posed for artists in college. I spent a good chunk of time naked with my friends as well. However, post-college life involved quite a bit less nakedness as my newer friends were all a lot more circumspect about sex and nudity. Not all of them, but the majority.) In the last twenty years I've had numerous medical procedures and examinations which are intimate in nature, and over ti...

Life, Part 1:  My obsession with sex and sexuality seems to be reaching some sort of fever pitch. I’m constantly thinking about it, and it may have something to do with getting back into physical shape. As my body responds to increasing demands on it physically, it’s responding with a renewed sexual appetite. Kind of to be expected, but not the easiest of things to deal with when your left hand is your only lover. Sexually I am extremely frustrated. At the moment it would seem I need to resign myself that the fact I won’t see a sexually aroused naked woman any time soon. (In person, that is.) I won’t touch or taste a vagina, two of my favorite sexual activities. I won’t feel the pleasure of a woman’s mouth on my cock. Or the moment of penetration as I enter her. All of which I really want to do, and really miss. And it wasn’t until my physical rebirth that I realized how important that is for me. I was genuinely oversexed in High School and College. I admit that. A...