14th April
Hubby called me after leaving the doctors ( I was on the way home from dropping the eldest at the cricket ground) he had to go for a scan the next day. The GP thinks that it is twisted. When I got home, I went straight on the Internet and checked out twisted testicles (using my school machine - I may have to answer some questions when my search history is next checked) and I saw that most cases result in pain so bad that the wimps of the species double over in pain. Also read that if it is not twisted back after 72 hours of the original cause then the testis is dead and will have to be removed.
Hubby came home and read the information that I found - Mr One Ball was a funny nickname, or so I thought. I also told him that this was the result if him giving his mate a lot of stick for having the snip the other week. You see, when ever hubby takes the p***s out of someone, e.g. having to go to London on a Saturday for a break down then it usually comes and bites him on the backside (with the above story, he gave his mate loads of grieve on the Friday, next day hes told he needs to go to Brighton for a breakdown on Sunday - his mate certainly gave it him back and more so).
Went and dropped the youngest off with in laws as we had to go to the cricket club to the eldest. Hubby's parents are as bad as he his and a few names were thrown around and a lot of laughing about his predicament.
Friday, 17 April 2009
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