After all he’s married to me 😉
Ady had a snip after Scarlett was born. He was very brave and manly about the whole business, volunteering to have it done and being very stoical about the whole thing from the initial appointment where he was asked ‘Are you sure you won’t want more children? What if your wife and children die – can you know you still won’t want more children then? Eh?’.
He went along to have it done, wore the medical support jock strap with good grace despite me laughing at him and being wholly unsympathetic (hey, I did my bit with two pregancies and labours! 😉 ) and lived through one testciular lump episode to brave another day. And that was that.
Until about a month ago he discovered another lump, a bigger one. The last time we went through all this is was pain more than a lump he was worried about and it was just months after his snip. This time there was no pain but it was a very definite lump so off he went to the doctors again and waited for another ultrasound scan appointment to come through. Which it did, for yesterday.
So Lucy stayed at home with D&S and this time I went with him. The GP had said he thought it unlikely to be cancer as he is too old and more likely to be more snip related or a result of earlier testicular trauma (and no, I’m not going to share that story here but I’m sure Ady will one night over a beer or seven 😉 if you’ve not already heard it!). So this time I did go in with him. It was the same little room where we had Davies’ scans when I was pregnant with him. There was the sonographer, a nurse and me, just to make him feel really at home :lol:. He had to take his trousers down and have a sheet over him, then use some tissue to hold his penis up against his tummy (so noone saw that, although of course I’ve seen it before 😉 ) and then had the cold gel stuff on his testicles. After much rubbing with the scan thingy and peering at the screen at unidentifyable grey stuff which looked not unlike every baby scan I’ve ever had, proving right my theory that I have not missed a calling as a scan-type-woman, she pronounced it not cancer and said it was probably still snip related. While she was talking to him hed wiped all the gel off with a tissue which he was holding in one hand. The nurse popped a glove on and went to take the tissue from him but as he was not looking at her I grabbed his hand to move the tissue closer. He dropped the tissue and took the nurse’s hand instead, thinking that he was about to be given bad news and she was holding his hand to comfort him while he heard it 😆 😆
Then he got dressed and we left.
So that’s it. And I think Chris may have finally sussed that despite all the words on my blog I don’t really have much to say, it’s all utterly cyclic stuff but as most of you have told me that you only skim read my blog I thought I’d get away with it. So here you are, a definitive list of things I blog about with as many words to describe them as possible:
Ady’s testicles
Sentimental stuff about children’s birthdays, places I live in, songs I like, friends I have, shoes I have owned, toenail clippings I have cast aside from my life
How much the children like magazines
How well I’m doing at work and when I get told about it
Going to the beach
Going for seasonal walks
Anything I ‘adore’
Having a bath
What meat we’re eating for dinner
feel free to add any more you’ve spotted in the comments box below 😉
car boot sales, W+G stuff, being a red head, the ady machine, your mother, your granny…………:-) But we love it, or we wouldn’t read it. 🙂
Comment by Joyce — 17 April 2007 @ 11:56 am
Can’t believe you missed car boot sales and W&G off your original list. Barbie stuff is a recent addition. I like the neighbours stuff (that should get more air time). And yeah as Joyce said it is strangely addicitive. And I don’t skim read. You could run your blog posts through Turnitin to see if you are plagiarising yourself 😉
I hadn’t realised until recently the power we commenters have. I generate a whole new post and P1 got a photo changed on another blog.
‘We’ve got the power.’
Comment by Chris — 17 April 2007 @ 2:43 pm
Oh and erm, maybe sometimes Home Education 😉
of course you have power, *puts on pretentious luvvy voice* I feeeed from my audience! But as someone once said to me ‘with great power also comes great responsibility’ 😉
Comment by Nic — 17 April 2007 @ 3:22 pm
I was hoping for a “and the nurse grabbed Ady’s penis” ending to that story 😉
Comment by Alison — 17 April 2007 @ 5:59 pm
🙂 I was expecting penis grabbing too 😉
I didn’t skim read that one 😉
Comment by Layla — 17 April 2007 @ 6:58 pm
You forgot to mention the laundry.
We had a running joke at medical school that whatever it was you were looking at a scan of you could always find the baby. 🙂
Comment by Jan — 17 April 2007 @ 7:56 pm
Oh, and snickerdoodles and your keeper.
Comment by Joyce — 19 April 2007 @ 9:23 pm