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renegade50;
Good evening to you sir, I hope life down in your section of the south is going at least more than less well for you and yours.

Since you've sort of laid down a wee gauntlet, I'll attempt to articulate a tale that should at least make a showing in the category so to speak.

When I was 15 I was working underneath my 4 year old car - the irony of being able to afford a 4 year old car before one has a driver's license not being lost on me at all - when it fell on me. It was my fault as I'd not properly blocked it up.

The event came very close to having me cross over, in fact the best medical minds in the regional hospital called in my family to watch me die.

In no particular order, I'd smashed the back of my head - when the car hit it - the front of my face when it hit my knee or the concrete. Most of my internal organs were crushed, most of the ribs were bruised and/or cracked, the muscles back of my knees, the groin muscles and stomach muscles were torn and the 11th and 12th vertebrae were crushed. As a result of all that, my body went into some sort of shock where the white blood cells attack the red ones. I believe I have that right.

So since they thought I was presently going to be leaving, they gave me enough Demerol to stagger a Shetland on a regular enough basis I developed a bit of a medical fondness for that. My eldest sister who is an RN, said she'd never seen anyone my weight get that much Demerol that often.

I was in a Stryker Frame which I'd encourage the gentle reader to look up to see what it is, but more or less it's like a rotating ironing board where you look up, then the nursing staff come in, pull a pin and flip you and you look down. One memorable night the night nurse forgot I was attached to a catheter and gave me a quick spin, whereupon I was suddenly very wide awake when the bag and line stopped the progress.

That however good sir, isn't the story....

On a different and later night, when it appeared that I wasn't going to pack it in as quickly as expected, somehow my body rejected the catheter at about 2:00AM. It showed that rejection by bypassing the catheter, which was both messy and provided considerable discomfort. As it turned out, that was just the beginning of the night's festivities.

My night nurse that evening called in a male orderly who had visited me as often as he could, a young man named Peter - yes there's irony once more - who had gone to medical school on a football scholarship where he was center for the University of Regina team. Look up the Saskatchewan Roughriders and you will see that in one province at least, there is in fact a football culture.

Peter phoned the doctor who was of course was sound asleep and the doctor told him to take the catheter out.

Peter came to me and confided, "I've never done this before, but it you're okay I'll give it a go"...

My response was another spasm, accompanied by a high pressure blast of urine.

Peter did what he thought was the correct procedure - as I understand/understood - it was to deflate this little ball that was holding the catheter in the bladder.

Then he began to extract the tube, but it didn't budge.

Peter then leaned on the Stryker frame with his hip, grabbed the tube with both hands, told me to hang on - so I did - to the Stryker with one hand and to what I was hoping not to lose with the other - and like the wolf in the 3 pigs, Peter pulled with all his might..

After a bit more huffing and puffing on all parties part, out it came, but that deflated ball was not as deflated as it needed to be!!!!

When Peter looked at it, he looked at me with wide eyes and said, "Oh my goodness I am so very sorry Dwayne!"

Anyways renegade, that's the story for contention for 2nd place, presented as well as I recall it from all those years ago.

All the best to you on your hunts this fall renegade.

Dwayne

Regarding the references to FloMax, that drug did nothing for me.

Am now taking Tamsulosin daily along with 5mg of Cialis every other day. Works pretty good. 5mg of Cialis is a daily dose, but I tried Cialis daily for a week and was left with a boner that would not go away - truly painful - so I switched to every other day.

After a week I had to do something, I believe the Flo-max drug I started taking Tuesday before last was helping, but not fast enough. Not being able to pee hurts as bad as getting that thing pushed up inside. I recommend a catheter for everyone like I do a prostate biopsy.

You must have gotten a less than adequate generic version when you got the Flomax. Flomax is the generic term for Tamsulosin. I had the same problem with one of the generic brands they gave me a while back. It's just flat didn't work.

The other problem with Flomax/Tamsulosin is they will not give you more than two a day, even if your doctor writes the prescription that way. Another shining example of Big Pharma and health insurance companies not being our friends.

Regarding the references to FloMax, that drug did nothing for me.

Am now taking Tamsulosin daily along with 5mg of Cialis every other day. Works pretty good. 5mg of Cialis is a daily dose, but I tried Cialis daily for a week and was left with a boner that would not go away - truly painful - so I switched to every other day.

Tamsulosin is generic Flomax. Must be the Cialis that is helping you then.

Tamsulosin is generic Flomax. Must be the Cialis that is helping you then.

I've had two. Longest was after my prostate removal. Had a cath in for 10 days.

Second time was only a couple days following back surgery.

I was under anesthesia both times they were inserted.

Not under when they were removed...a little sporty.

Anyway, nice not having to get up for a bathroom break post surgery.

Also, don't get the bag higher than your bladder. Backflow into the bladder not a good thing. You'll only make that mistake once....trust me.

Went through a period around 7-10 years ago with difficulties, due to a typical older-guy symptoms of benign prostate hyperplasia (BPH). Was traveling a lot then, spending too much time sitting in airplanes--and then often in pickup trucks on rough roads. Ended up not being able to pee after a flight back to Montana, and ended up in the local emergency room, with a catheter connected to a bag that stayed in place for a week.

Was put on Flo-Max, which helped, but on a couple other trips still ended up in emergency rooms. My doc finally had me try one-time-use self-applied catheters, which turned out pretty easy to use--and less painful to insert and remove. In generall, after using one or two the problem went away, at least until the next long plane trip.

Eventually he suggested trying Finasteride, which started working very quickly, and I haven't had any difficulties since--but also don't travel nearly as much anymore.

As others have stated, not being able to pee ain't fun!

The Cialis was a very noticeable improvement to 'flow'................. for me.

With the Rappaflo and tadafil {generic cialis} I can get 6 hours of sleep without having to get up and go.

My old junkie prostate is twice normal size.

That's from years of Jack and Coke.