Norman

I had only got my ball bag out to girlfriends up until my operation and infection. Must have had 20 people have a look including a training group of junior doctors inside of 2 weeks.
Now I just whip my ball bag out whenever. ?

I had only got my ball bag out to girlfriends up until my operation and infection. Must have had 20 people have a look including a training group of junior doctors inside of 2 weeks.
Now I just whip my ball bag out whenever. ?

I’ve seen some pretty grim stuff in hospitals over the years but the thought of having a stranger dress my misters made little John retreat and hide in the pubes☹️,glad you’re out and thanks on Joel.

Don’t go to hard with the morphine Rev. A visit from the district nurse merits some sexual stirrings even with unfeasibly large testicles. Let me know if she comes on a bicycle.

Working class kid that got into a grammar school. It happens.  To be fair, youre going to have to come up with something to change my mental image of you.
Mary from Gogglebox

It's the knee and the furniture more than anything.

Great fight so far. Warrington has been so impressive. Pity he is Dirty Leeds. Hard to like him.

The way out is time; this too shall pass. I always liked Jung's saying that problems are rarely solved, they are simply outgrown. Also Freud's comment that the aim of psychoanalysis is to convert neurosis into ordinary human unhappiness. Learning to live with the latter is the stuff of life for most people at some point. 
When you're at the bottom, I've found the best help is simply the company of others who understand, and stand by you without judging. Quite often the pressure (from ourselves and others) to 'get better' is part of the problem. The best therapy is just 'being with', so you don't face that place alone. 

Hello all, 
It's hard to post this but this week has been possibly the worst my mental health has ever been. I recently posted in another thread about wanting to make 2019 positive but ever since Saturday i've gone downhill so so fast. 
I had a little worry, It started as a minor worry, then it developed inside me to a concern, the grew larger and larger into a huge obsession that i couldn't shift and consequently i found myself at the doors of depression. 
I started taking my Citalopram on Saturday but it hasn't yet kicked in. On Monday, i was in absolute hysteric floods of tears crying to my Mum and Dad and since then the floodgates have definitely opened. My mum gave me a Diazepam to help calm me down but this just made me dizzy and sick before eventually having a calming effect late on in evening.
Tuesday i went in to work as normal at about 2:30 my boss told me to get home and rest because i looked very ill. I went to play football in the evening as i always do on Tuesday but this proved extremely difficult. I thought the exercise and fresh air would do me wonders but inside all i was doing was fixating on my problems. Despite nearly passing out 3 times i managed to make it through. After another cry to my parents i managed 6 hours sleep.
Wednesday i was able to see the doctor. He gave me more tablets and some numbers for CBT therapy providers in the local area. I immediately rang them and was quite shocked just how long the process can take and one of them was charging quite a considerable amount.
Wednesday evening as i attempted to try to be active to my mind of things i panicked and fainted for a good few minutes. After coming round i was take to my bed where again, i found myself in floods of tears being consoled by Girlfriend, Mum and Dad.  
Yesterday morning i woke up very early again. 4:45 to be exact. I dragged my duvet down stairs hoping that a change of scenery may help. I went to take my tablet in the morning as i've started doing and then i got really really scared. I looked at these tablets and though 'Why don't i just take loads of them and then i won't have to feel like this anymore?' So i took one, then took a second one straight after. I started Vomiting almost immediately afterwards, panicking and deep breathing. Before i knew, i had fainted once again only to be found by my Mum. Once i had come round, my vomiting continued and my thoughts worsened about just taking more tablets to stop me feeling bad or anything all together. I was taken straight to the hospital and given a number of physical tests that all came back positive so i was allowed to come home. I hadn't at this point mentioned to the hospital or anyone that i was feeling suicidal.  As the afternoon progresses my mood swung again, up and down and up and down again. Eventually i was again hysterical and i decided that i had to tell my parents that i'd worried about ending things that morning if i could. I explained to them that i felt like a constant failure and that peoples life would be easier without me there. I don't think i've ever cried as much as i did yesterday. I had the same conversation with my girlfriend that evening and it absolutely destroyed me saying what i said but i was and still am scared that i will do something stupid. My dad rang one of the metal health helplines and i explained to them what was happening in my mind and they marked me as 'critical' meaning i needed immediate help. They eventually rang and they were absolutely no help what so ever. The earliest they could see me was Saturday afternoon and despite my girlfriend pleading with the man on the phone that i needed immediate help he just said 'Saturday afternoon' then shut down the conversation to hang up. I was left in the darkest hole i think i could possibly have been in and if it wasn't for the people around me i don't know what i would have done. 
I actually began to improve last night and decided that this morning i would come in to work and get myself some routine back. I have done and so far i'm just about on top of my emotions but even the littlest things feels like it could set me off. 
Christmas is my favourite time of the year and i can't even think about it. I just want to be better for it so the people who are around me can enjoy it too. 
I'm sorry for the essay but i thought writing it down might help and i'm hopeful that i can be on the mend soon and one day look back on it with the experience to help others
 

Stop talkin bollx you lot.
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Hopefully not, the district nurse can do the dressing change so I should be home once off the IV.

I had a hydrocele, mate. Caused my a hernia in my groin from my tennis days. 
Went to sleep with him saying he was draining it and would be up and about in 3 days, to waking up with him saying it was infected and they had scraped my ballbag as well as draining it.
Didn't walk for 2 weeks and dreamt I was the king of all monkeys when I was on Tramadol. 
I feel yout pain. My stitches were also too tight and got infected ?, so had to go back to hospital. Then Thorne ducked his knee in pre season the day I came out. Not a good 3 weeks.

Thought I was doing ok, only a bit of oral morphine after surgery, and a couple of paracetamol afterwards.
 
Then it came to unpacking the wound this afternoon. 15ft of guaze, 2.5 hrs of unbelievable pain, even after morphine and tramadol and the good news I get to do it all over again every day for the next 9 days!
 

I had a hydrocele, mate. Caused my a hernia in my groin from my tennis days. 
Went to sleep with him saying he was draining it and would be up and about in 3 days, to waking up with him saying it was infected and they had scraped my ballbag as well as draining it.
Didn't walk for 2 weeks and dreamt I was the king of all monkeys when I was on Tramadol. 
I feel yout pain. My stitches were also too tight and got infected ?, so had to go back to hospital. Then Thorne ducked his knee in pre season the day I came out. Not a good 3 weeks.

Working class kid that got into a grammar school. It happens.  To be fair, youre going to have to come up with something to change my mental image of you.
Mary from Gogglebox

It's the knee and the furniture more than anything.

Working class kid that got into a grammar school. It happens.  To be fair, youre going to have to come up with something to change my mental image of you.
Mary from Gogglebox

It's the knee and the furniture more than anything.

Working class kid that got into a grammar school. It happens.  To be fair, youre going to have to come up with something to change my mental image of you.
Mary from Gogglebox

It's the knee and the furniture more than anything.

@Norman had 'tennis days'. 
Adjusts mental image. 
 

I had a hydrocele, mate. Caused my a hernia in my groin from my tennis days. 
Went to sleep with him saying he was draining it and would be up and about in 3 days, to waking up with him saying it was infected and they had scraped my ballbag as well as draining it.
Didn't walk for 2 weeks and dreamt I was the king of all monkeys when I was on Tramadol. 
I feel yout pain. My stitches were also too tight and got infected ?, so had to go back to hospital. Then Thorne ducked his knee in pre season the day I came out. Not a good 3 weeks.

@Moist One Don't be alone over Christmas if you don't want to be. Pm me anytime if you fancy a pint. 
Ps Obviously, you'd have to be really desperate!

You'll be fine. It's the nurse stood behind you making sure youve had a wee before you go home that was the hardset part.