andy_wrx
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Most embarrassing bit was when a young, attractive nurse gave me a disposable razor and told me to shave the affected bits, my guess at where exactly to shave being a bit wrong so her having to do it for me before I went into theatre
(might have been pleasant in other circumstances, but not right then, not with my wife was in the room...)
Most painful bit was when the surgeon used the 'crochet hook' to fish the tube out, then pulled it further out so as to cut and tie the ends : wasn't exactly agony but definitely felt the tug somewhere in my abdomen and in my b*ll*ck.
Silliest thing was deciding to walk round B&Q for an hour choosing paint on the way home, rather than go straight home and sit down for the afternoon. Felt terribly weak, nearly fainted.
Best bit was watching the bruises come-up in the following days - black, purple, green, superb !
Cycling - after about a week or so, but probably best to try a short test ride first time rather than go out for a century.
Running - similarly about a week, with industrial-strength jockstrap they gave me at the hospital (which was so ludicrously ugly I still have it and it makes me laugh every time I see it in the back of my underwear drawer).
Pain - no, not really (other than the abovementioned tug), better described as just a bit of minor soreness and day or two of CoCodamol
(might have been pleasant in other circumstances, but not right then, not with my wife was in the room...)
Most painful bit was when the surgeon used the 'crochet hook' to fish the tube out, then pulled it further out so as to cut and tie the ends : wasn't exactly agony but definitely felt the tug somewhere in my abdomen and in my b*ll*ck.
Silliest thing was deciding to walk round B&Q for an hour choosing paint on the way home, rather than go straight home and sit down for the afternoon. Felt terribly weak, nearly fainted.
Best bit was watching the bruises come-up in the following days - black, purple, green, superb !
Cycling - after about a week or so, but probably best to try a short test ride first time rather than go out for a century.
Running - similarly about a week, with industrial-strength jockstrap they gave me at the hospital (which was so ludicrously ugly I still have it and it makes me laugh every time I see it in the back of my underwear drawer).
Pain - no, not really (other than the abovementioned tug), better described as just a bit of minor soreness and day or two of CoCodamol