So, what did I have to lose?
I was fully aware that there was no going back after such an implant operation, as the erectile tissue would largely be removed. Luckily, I have a very understanding and supportive wife. I recommend, if at all possible, you get a similar partner to help you through this nightmare. Jointly we agreed this was the best course of action, with the most likelihood of success.
In October 2015 I finally had the operation, having spent a good few months persuading my consultant (at first gently, then less so, finally quite forcefully!). I won’t lie, it’s a tad uncomfortable post-op. In the few weeks following the procedure I will admit to expressing regret in having it done, but that does pass. Once all the bandages are off and the internal scarring has healed, and you’ve mastered the art of inflation and deflation, it’s all good.
I can genuinely say it was the best decision I could have made in the circumstances. My sex life it relatively normal, now that a few inobtrusive squeezes provides a reasonable and sustainable erection. My depression is virtually non-existent, now that I feel whole again.
There are improvements which could be made, and I hope these will be ironed out when I am up for a ‘re-fit’ in five years or so. The scrotum is pretty crowded with a third testicle present. The pump bulb could be a little easier to squeeze. The deflation valve could be a little easier to find. The reservoir could be a little larger to account for the gradual penis enlargement over time. But hey, I’m not moaning.
So, if you are faced with anything even remotely similar to my experiences, please feel free to get in touch. I made the decision very early on in this process to be 100% honest and open. The subject matter is certainly difficult to discuss with anyone, family, friends, work colleagues. In a strange way, it can be easier to talk about with a stranger, particularly one who has trodden the path and can empathise with your struggles.