Tag: nsfw

Day 32.

Would you look at that? Spot’s healing up its own namesake! Another chunk of scab flaked off today, with regular healthy skin underneath. There might not be a spot there on it much longer.

Don’t worry, though. Spot will always be Spot to me.

(As for the towel under my feet, that’s one of Spot’s quirks I’ve been dealing with… Every time I need to take a bowel movement, Spot starts peeing. I can’t stop it. Sometimes the amount it’s been able to store up, even when I’ve just pissed a few minutes ago, is a lot more than I anticipated, heh.)

gerbilfluff:

I was surprised tonight by this welcome-home / dick-quisition party / sausage fest (no, really, there was a bunch of sausage there to stuff in your mouth, if you so chose), including a dong crown made of glitter, pom-poms, and felt, a show-and-tell with Spot for any interested parties, more phallic-shaped sugar treats than you could shake a gigantic dong lollipop at, and dick puns. Lordy, the *dumptrucks* full of dick puns.

I was even given a rubber chicken, so my new arm wouldn’t be lonely!

Youguyyys. I have the best friends.~ [heart hands to you all, you know who you are]

From over on the main blog. ‘Cause sometimes you need to celebrate the little victories.

(Gah. Hard to hold up a ruler and balance a dong with only one functional hand…)

In case anyone was wondering: 5 inches back before the swelling went down. 4.5 inches now.

My silicone prosthetic was only ever 3.5", so believe me, I am not complaining one bit. To me, this sucker’s HUGE.

Day 27.

Heyyy! It’s our old friend Rubber Chicken Arm again. It’s been getting some natural color back lately, woo! Also swelling up my hand something fierce, but I’m assured that’s normal at this stage.

Off to my last follow-up doctor appointment before I take my flight home in the wee morning hours tomorrow. This time, the catheter’s coming out for sure. Can’t wait!

Day 26.

Sure enough, all the scabs that were gathered under the rim of the head flaked off in big chunks today, leaving fresh, new pink skin underneath.

Spot’s dead skin patch is still there, but I won’t dare keep poking at that part once it started leaking yellowish mystery fluid from its side.

Day 25.

See Spot piss!

Piss, Spot, piss.

Good Spot.

Not gonna lie, this reformatting’s gonna take some getting used to. When I need to go now, I get phantom pangs where my urethra *used* to be. If I squat or sit in front of the bowl, the ache continues, but the new phallus takes over like a charm. If I stand, it’s an unfamiliar enough feeling that it doesn’t know what to do just yet.

Sorry to anyone who had suggestions and couldn’t find the Ask box! It should be open for everyone now.

To the anon from my main blog: thanks for letting me know my Asks weren’t on. Here’s your request: the urethral opening, currently at 22 days post-op! This place should be seeing a lot more action come Saturday, when I can finally start practicing using it.