a selection from:
Man to Man: Surviving Prostate Cancer
by Michael Korda
continuing Part IV - Recovery
Page 249 - (go to page 248)
He examined my penis critically. ''You've already got a certain
amount of atrophy,'' he said. ''We need to do a further test to measure the blood flow to the penis.''
''Does that involve another injection?''
Dr. Eid rolled his eyes. ''Yes,'' he said firmly, not apparently in a
mood to sugarcoat the pill this time. ''But it has to be done. Make an
appointment with my secretary, please.''
He rose to leave, but I called him back. ''You're sure it will go
down?'' I asked, feeling a little guilty — after all, the man had
promised me an erection, I had one, and now all I wanted was to get
rid of it — but the fact was that it still ached and, until it subsided, I
couldn't get dressed.
''Fifteen minutes, half an hour. If it doesn't, tell the nurse when she
comes for you.''
In about twenty minutes, the erection had subsided.
The nurse arrived and, once I was dressed, conducted me into a
small office where a television set waited for me, so I could watch a
half-hour video on sex aids in which well-groomed men and women
with blow-dried hair, mostly of a certain age, described their satisfaction with one or another of the devices Dr. Eid and I had discussed.
I felt curiously relieved and cheerful as I walked over to First Avenue and entered a coffee shop. There was a row of magazines on the
wall. I discreetly averted my eyes from Penthouse and Playboy, and
bought a copy of The New York Times — an anaphrodisiac if ever
there was one. Over coffee and a bagel, I mulled over my experience.
It had not left me downhearted — on the contrary, I felt a good deal
of admiration for Dr. Eid. He had put to rest any fears I might have
had about permanent impotence. If I chose to take advantage of
them, the means existed to achieve an erection. Dr. Eid had agreed,
albeit with some reluctance, that it would do no harm to at least try
the vacuum pump, if only as a way of preventing further atrophy.
Eventually, if the problem persisted, I could pursue one of his more
permanent solutions. It was up to me.
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