Serious pain in bollocks!

from one short (way too quick a diagnosis in my opinion!) session with the emergency nurse i've been told its a swelling of the sperm cord majig. Anyone else had this? any personal experience on it?

Thanks to some painkiller magic I can just about do nothing without dying in pain, but anything else I can do to ease it apart from swallow

Not too happy with that nurse either, number one thing too check for is twisting of the balls which she didn't   though if it is its probably to late for the poor bouncer anyway

Cheers mate,

No she wasn't fit, think middle aged, although feck me did I drop trou' fast!

I know! its really starting too grate now, did I mention my SVT

The gut brewery is going out of business sharpish, actually managed a car ride without shitting myself

Haha! actually it was just a clotted vein, sorted itself out. Then called in its bollock kicking big brother.

Its been a rough year



Oh yeah, didn't mention how I did it, when ever its the wrong time of the month for the GF she gets into dry humping. Commence bollock grinding! never again..

I hope not! I don't think the clot would be suffient enough to do that, a DVT would though.

Its called epididymitis - see http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Epididymitis
The only real cure for it is proper fitting underwear and long term anti-biotics (around the six months mark!)

I suffer from this (happened a few times since I was 15) - and it's no joke - it's the most excrutiating pain I have ever felt.  It's called Torsion.

What happens, apparently, is your testicals twist and the blood supply cuts off to them. Obviously, if my round friends aren't getting any blood, they're going to stop functioning.

No blood to bollocks = no kids in the future.

You need to get to a hospital ASAP, and potentially into surgery within a few hours, depending on how serious it is.

I'd seriously recommend asking a GP/Consultant to check it out - and mention it might be GP. It should send alarm bells ringing!

First time I had it, the Nurse just thought I was being a pansy - but luckily, the Doc beside her was a roadie, and the first thing he asked was "Have you been cycling recently?"

He knew exactly what the problem was, and whipped my trousers down in a second to investigate.

Luckily, I've never had to undergo surgery, but it's something I will always be aware of. And I'm not embarrased about telling riding buddies I have suffered from it - so, if it ever happens on the trail, I won't be left with a bunch of blokes in stiches of laughter...