My dad had a priapism a couple of years back. He sat on the couch for days with a blanket
and his laptop and pretended he just had a bit of flu. Eventually he realised he had to go to
hospital and instead of onin g an ambulance or getting a lift:, he walked in absolute agony for
nearly 3 miles to the hospital. He stopped to buy a magnum ice cream halfway because he
thought, "if I' m going to die, I want to die eating ice cream’. When he got to hospital they
attempted to act the clotted blood from his knob with needles of various sizes. The blood
was too hard to ext act so they immediately rush ed him to a hospital in another city with a
more specialist unit (pun intended). They flew a specialist surgeon from Germany to effectively
remove the insides of his penis. He had a couple of surgeries then had to sit still in a hospital bed
for a few days with an empty sack of penis skin while the swelling and bruising went down. After
that he had another operation to insert a prosthetic and, no j die, the doctor asked him what size
he wanted. ctr course he opted for the large.
So now he has a titanium penis with a guarantee. He likes to refer to himself as the
bionic man or E. :. The doctors said ifhe had left: it even a few hours longer he probably
would have died. true story. There you go cracked, you can have that one for nothing.