Sunday, December 18, 2016

Stupid prostate tricks part 2

Remember last time when my doctor expected the doxycycline to knock out my infection in maybe a week? Turns out he was off the mark by a little. I ended up taking the doxycycline for two months. And guess what? Still not cured. Those antibiotics got me most of the way there, but that's a massive amount to pump my system full without reaching endgame. Here's the thing--my prostate pain has been significantly reduced in severity and duration, but not eliminated. When I orgasm, the prostate goes into a series of intense contractions, which propel the ejaculation. Most of the time I wouldn't pay attention to the individual contractions, because hey, the overall effect feels pretty good. But when the pain is linked with those contractions, you fixate on it pretty intensely. The first three or four contractions, which are the strongest and most orgasmic, have been pain-free for more than a month. When that goes off, I'm thinking, "Maybe I'm finally clear!" But then around contraction five, or six, or maybe even seven, with the orgasm tailing off and ejaculation ejaculated, a little jab will hit me in the waning throes and I wince and curse because I'm still not well.

"Chronic prostatitis" is the official diagnosis, and my doc is stumped. My blood work is normal and there are no physical signs of cancer. No blood in my urine and no pain beyond the orgasm. In fact, of the various potential conditions I may have, I present the symptoms for none of them beyond the pain. The only real possibility beyond a very persistent bacterial infection is an abscess on my prostate. He doesn't think that's likely because my pain would be greater. In any event, I'm now on ciprofloxacin to try and finish the job the doxycycline couldn't, and boy, is the new stuff rough on my digestive system. Even taking probiotic supplements hasn't helped a tremendous amount. If this stuff doesn't clear me up by the end of the month, I get referred to a urologist and have ultrasound in my future. Joy.

The most frustrating part of all of this is checking to see how my prostate is responding to the treatment. With Legs, there's a tremendous amount of incoming stimulation accompanying my orgasms, and it's easy to get distracted and miss signs of pain now that it's much diminished. Which means I have to go solo to focus on my prostate. Alas, between the antibiotic-induced digestive problems and the libido-suppression effects of the bupropion, it's become increasingly difficult for me to A) get hard and B) stay hard long enough to jack off to completion. If that's not a first world problem, I don't know what is. I'm ready to be done with this whole mess.