Hey everyone,
I wanted to share my experience with adult circumcision surgery because, honestly, I wish I’d found someone’s real account when I was researching this whole thing. At 37, dealing with phimosis and BXO wasn’t exactly how I planned to spend my year, but here we are. If you’re facing the same decision or have surgery coming up, maybe my day-by-day reality check will help.
The Big Day Begins
7:30 AM – Hospital Check-in
I’ll be real with you, I was nervous. Fulwood Hall Hospital (through Ramsey Health) was my destination, and thank God I’d sorted transport beforehand.
Pro tip: you definitely won’t be driving yourself home after this one.
The morning was a parade of consultations:
- My surgeon gave me one final rundown of what was about to happen (still felt surreal)
- The anaesthetist made sure I wasn’t going to have any nasty surprises under general anaesthesia
- The nurses walked me through all the paperwork and prep stuff, like blood pressure and temperature, etc.
The Longest Wait of My Life
After all those meetings? More waiting. And I mean waiting. Four hours of sitting there, mind racing, second-guessing everything. But apparently this is totally normal – hospitals run on their own timeline, not yours. Finally got wheeled in around 11:45 AM.
Waking Up in a Different World
1:30 PM – Back to Reality
Coming round from anaesthesia is weird,really weird! I felt like I’d been hit by a truck – blood sugar was low, blood pressure was doing its own thing, and my brain felt like it was wrapped in cotton wool. The lovely nurses brought me digestive biscuits and jam toast (never tasted so good, honestly) to get my levels back up.
Before they’d even think about letting me go home, I had to prove I could:
- Sit up without falling over
- Actually pee (no, they don’t watch you!)
- Generally function like a human being again
Freedom! (Sort of)
3:30 PM – Discharge Time
Finally got my get-out-of-jail-free card, along with a pharmacy’s worth of medications:
- Senna tablets – because the last thing you want is to be straining down there
- Codeine – my new best friend for the next few days?
- Antibiotics – keeping the nasties at bay!
Plus a three-week sick note. Three weeks! That really hit home how big a deal this actually was.
Reality Hits at Home
That first evening was… an experience. Everything felt different down there – way more sensitive than I’d expected (though I knew it was coming). My appetite came back with a vengeance, which was good because apparently I needed fuel for healing.
But here’s what nobody really prepares you for: the dressing situation is a nightmare. Within hours, mine was completely soaked and sliding off thanks to, well, normal bathroom trips. I panicked a bit, but turns out this happens to loads of guys. Still stressful when it’s 9 PM and you’re staring at your wonky bandage wondering if you’ve messed everything up.
What I Wish Someone Had Told Me
Getting Ready:
- Seriously, sort your transport. And maybe have a backup plan.
- Pack like you’re staying overnight – I was there nearly 8 hours total
- Loose clothes are your friend. Pyjama shorts saved my life.
Managing Expectations:
- Hospital time moves differently than real time. Bring patience.
- You’ll feel rough after anaesthesia. That’s normal.
- They won’t rush you out – safety first, speed second.
First Day Reality:
- Everything will feel alien and hypersensitive
- Your dressing might not cooperate – it’s more common than you think
- You’ll be knackered by evening, and that’s exactly what your body needs
What’s Coming Next
This surgery day was just the opening chapter of what I’m learning is quite the journey. Between managing wound care, taking medications religiously, and slowly getting back to normal life, there’s still a long road ahead.
I’ll keep sharing how it goes – the good, the bad, and the stuff they don’t put in the medical pamphlets.
Until next time, Dan
P.S. – If you’re going through this too, or thinking about it, feel free to reach out. Sometimes it helps to talk to someone who’s been there.
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