The number one complaint heard by urologist from men with peyronies is loss of penile size. It also happens with men that underwent prostate cancer surgery and other surgeries. It is very emotional for men. This is an article I published on a forum a couple of years ago.
Lost Penile Size
We guys obsess about our penis our ladies are just glad to be with us no matter what. Like I have told many a young man “The size of your penis does not make you a man.”
The beautiful green-eyed lady I have been married to over 45 years, (no she is not blond), has been with me through all my journey with peyronies, venous leakage, corporal fibrosis. Then a failed implant attempt. Now a successful implant. The one statement she made still brings joy to my life. “Jack, I did not marry you for your penis.” She was by my side through my journey.
I lost over 1-½ inches to peyronies. It concerned me but never bothered her. When I came out of surgery at Vanderbilt she had already talked with Dr. Milam. I saw that gleam in those beautiful green eyes and knew all was well.
The first night I was home after my implant was activated I lay on my back with a hard on sticking straight up, no pills, no shots just me. I was still 1 ½ “ shorter than before peyronies but it did not matter anymore.
Over the last 5 years I have been able to gain about 90% of the loss back because of the skills of Dr. Milam and the LGX. I asked her how if felt sexually now than before. She told me she never noticed the difference I feel just the same as always.
Guys, we have to stop obsessing over our problems. The women that love us don’t care about the size or shape of our penis. That is a man thing. They love us for the man we are.
I have had the privilege of talking with many men that have progressed to the stage I have with this mess I have. One single young man kept telling me I can’t a girl will reject me. I can’t I have lost too much size to satisfy her, just on and on. Well 2 months ago (November 2011) he meets a young lady and it was love at first sight for her. One evening after a date he was with her and she started trying to get in his pants. He told her WHOA!! You need to know something. She asked what? He told her “I’m Bionic.” She asked what did that mean; he briefly told her he had an implant. She told him I don’t care I want you anyway.
That night he learned a couple of things. The fact he had an implant did not matter, the size of his penis did not matter, that he could satisfy her and he could go longer than any guy his age. Since then they have been almost constant companions.
What I am trying to say is we cannot let this damn disease get us down. There is help and hope for all of us. Love the lady you are with and she will give you more than you ever expected. The most important thing is NEVER – EVER / NEVER – EVER / NEVER – EVER EVER GIVE UP.
Just my feeling this morning.
Jackp
http://jackp-penileimplant.blogspot.com
Reprint from my post on another forum a couple of years ago.
