So this is what happened the day of the procedure.
Midnight- my phone goes off from a text...I can’t sleep. I’m too anxious. Mainly worried I’ll miss my alarm clock and not get up to make my flight. I put do not disturb on and go back to bed, not soundly though.
5:30 am. Alarm clock goes off...I’m already awake...kinda. Couldn’t sleep hard.
5:35. I get up and start moving. Brushing my teeth, cleaning up and getting dressed. Still anxious as to what is to come.
6:00. I walk outside to the car service waiting to pick me up. The driver is a familiar face. He’s driven me previously, which is comforting. We exchange pleasantries then start to converse as we head to the airport. For a brief drive, there are no feelings of anxiety towards the upcoming procedure.
6:20. Arrive at the airport, say goodbye to the driver, grab my bags and head in.
6:25 I get to the kiosk to check in and see another familiar face. A gentleman, whose son I coached as a young boy in soccer, is behind the kiosk. We talk briefly about our boys and then I am on my way.
6:30. Going through TSA. Thank god I am PRE check. This goes quickly except I packed a big bottle of hair product that isn’t allowed as a carry on. TSA agent “sir do you want to check your bag?” Me “ I wouldn’t want to check my bag, you can just throw it away.”
6:35 I arrive at my gate a little early since my flight isn’t till 7:45. I scan the gate to see who else might be going to do the same thing I’m doing. Most likely nobody, but I do see this one woman sitting in the gate that has tried to hook up with my wife and I. She is not our type.
6:50 a girl sits a few seats away from me and starts playing on her phone. As she watches videos with the volume turned as loud as possible, I reach for my headphones while giving her some side eye. I think to myself, are people that ignorant to others around them? Do they not realize that others don’t want to hear her phone? Is it a total lack of consideration? A lack of situational awareness? A lack of courtesy? Or just not taught how to behave in public? I’d love to lean over and tell her that attracting attention in subtle ways goes a long way. Doing it by playing your phone loud, creates disdain.
7:00 a colleague and his family walks into the gate. They are going to Atlanta also. He seems me, we all sit together and start conversing. He has a very nice family. We board the plane, sir and talk a little before slipping off into our own worlds. Anxiety/excitement is in the back of my mind.
7:30 we take off, I open my book and. Start reading. Within a minute or two, I’m immersed in the book. Anxiousness/ excitement is sleeping
10:20 we land. Ok now it’s getting real. I’m in Atlanta...shits getting real. Wow. Ok. Finish talking with my colleague, grab my carry-on and depart the plane. As I walk looking for my car service, no thought of what’s to come is on my mind. I’m easy, relaxed and just wanting to find the car service.
10:30. Found the car, heading to the hotel. Relaxed
11:00 arrived and my room wasn’t ready so the lady at the front desk upgraded me to a better room for the same price....feeling pretty good.
11:45 went for lunch. Thinking I’m going to have to grab a snack before I go. Got to get a car service set up. Starting to question what am I doing.
3:30 pm. At the office. In the exam room and anxious as hell. Heart rate is a little high...understandable. Waiting for the doctor to come in.
3:45 pm doctor came in and talked with me. He is very reassuring. I feel better...kinda. Time to get prepped.
4:00 pm. Got prepped and waiting to start. As I stand in the room with my polka dotted pink socks on, women keep coming in and out the room. I have no clue why I care if someone sees me naked. I was a stripper for years. Its actually how I met my wife.
As I stand here waiting, I realize I have a few extra pounds to lose. You can kinda see my six pack, but not good enough.
4:10 Doctor walks in...time to start.
4:40 done. Nearly passed out during the procedure, had to lay down in order for the doctor to complete everything. Looks good, I feel good. Time to head back to the hotel.
5:10 sitting down in the back of the car, feeling like my dick is huge. It’s still numb. My stomach is a little upset for some reason. Not sure if it’s due to the procedure or not, but as soon as I get back I think I’m going to eat a nice steak and have a glass of wine.
6:00 pm. Sitting down to a nice steak and a glass of wine. While in the elevator, I noticed the bulge in my joggers more than before. Now I am getting a little self-conscience about women in public seeing this bulge.
8:10 steak and wine was awesome. Struck up a conversation with the beautiful blonde next to me. Even though she was crazy, she was fun to talk with. Heading up to my room, in the elevator I notice the bulge in my pants and wonder how am I going to hide this.
8:30 back in my room, a little buzzed from the wine. So back in my room and seeing the results...sort of...I have the sock on and again a little buzzed. I’m going to lay down.
2:30 am. What the fuck. I passed out. Oh well. Ok, let’s clean up, get some water in me and roll. I start to roll and can feel the thickness is greater. I’m sure it will be greater in the next few days to come due to swelling and inflammation. Do I really want to take these anti-inflammatory homeopathic pills? I guess I should. So I start taking them.
3:00 am can’t go back to sleep, so I’ll sit and watch tv while rolling
8:30 am Alarm goes off and wakes me up. I’m up. Let me roll and clean up, pack up and get going.
10:30. In the airport waiting to go home. Next time I’ll return home the same day. For some reason the girl. I spoke to in the phone initially told me I couldnt return home the same day, but the doctor said I could. And why didn’t anyone tell me about the cross dresser in the office. I have nothing against it, to each their own, but damn a little heads up would have been nice.
3:00 pm. I’ve been home for a while. Talked with the wife, played with the kids. Took a nap. Woke up in order to heat and roll. I tried to sit in the tub and roll, but it was to restrictive. I couldnt get comfortable. So I grabbed a rice sock, heated it up and let it sit in my cock for a bit before rolling.
Additionally, nobody told me the doctor would tape the sock to my pubic area. Had I known this before, I would have shaven.
While rolling, I feel my dick looks shorter. Of course it’s swollen all around, but makes me a little uneasy. I assume my length will return.