Ok, so, going on a week and a half or so, I'd been experiencing discomfort in my balls. I threw it off at first as tightness from new undies. But after a few days, I begin to realize that I'd broke in my undies and the discomfort was still there. So, I get my Aetna card out, go online and find a urologist in my area.
So, I make the appointment to see the doctor. But, it turns out that the scheduling dimwits made it for their adjoining office out of town, and I wound up wating a good 180 minutes total. That's not including sitting in reception area, and then being called in to an exam room where I waited for a long time for the doc to show.
Well he does, and I'd have almost erupted and walked out. But, I needed to get better, and so I answered the questions and let him an exam on my eggs.
Well, he finds nothing in the way of a cancerous degree(which I am very relieved about!), but recommends an ultra sound just to be sure.
Sooooo, since the hospital is literally a stone's throw away, I make the appointment to go that day. Minus another trip to DD's wake up again(They really should have that in there instead of Starbucks!:yuck
and so I go and talk to various dimwits to get me set up for the test.
Now I'm waiting in a hospital x-ray receptionist room, and at least three people who showed up after me have gone in ahead of me:wtf: So after twenty minutes I get called in by this gangly looking geek who just happens to my ultra sound tech. So much for the buxom blonde waving the wand over my privates fantasy. So I strip yet again, and have hospital jelly on my nuts for about 30 minutes.
I get done, and find myself more tired than ever.
But today I recieved the call from him; just two harmless cysts on my sack. nothing more.
Anything else he pointed out, could be the result of my heavy lifting at work. Which could be partially true. But I also wear my belt, so I'm beginning to think maybe it isn't on secure enough.
I guess I should be lucky it didn't wind up with me needing a nutectomy.
So, I make the appointment to see the doctor. But, it turns out that the scheduling dimwits made it for their adjoining office out of town, and I wound up wating a good 180 minutes total. That's not including sitting in reception area, and then being called in to an exam room where I waited for a long time for the doc to show.
Well he does, and I'd have almost erupted and walked out. But, I needed to get better, and so I answered the questions and let him an exam on my eggs.
Well, he finds nothing in the way of a cancerous degree(which I am very relieved about!), but recommends an ultra sound just to be sure.
Sooooo, since the hospital is literally a stone's throw away, I make the appointment to go that day. Minus another trip to DD's wake up again(They really should have that in there instead of Starbucks!:yuck
Now I'm waiting in a hospital x-ray receptionist room, and at least three people who showed up after me have gone in ahead of me:wtf: So after twenty minutes I get called in by this gangly looking geek who just happens to my ultra sound tech. So much for the buxom blonde waving the wand over my privates fantasy. So I strip yet again, and have hospital jelly on my nuts for about 30 minutes.
I get done, and find myself more tired than ever.
But today I recieved the call from him; just two harmless cysts on my sack. nothing more.
Anything else he pointed out, could be the result of my heavy lifting at work. Which could be partially true. But I also wear my belt, so I'm beginning to think maybe it isn't on secure enough.
I guess I should be lucky it didn't wind up with me needing a nutectomy.