I had mine 5 or so years ago. Nervous going into the office. Was strange to feel the "snipping" going on down there. The procedure was over and the doc quickly left the room like he'd done a thousand times before. Barely said anything to me. Another day, another dollar for the doc.

So, I am anxious to get out of there. Oh, there was one thing the doc said as I saw the back of his head leaving out the door....."Take your time....."

I just wanted to get out of there (did I say that already?). So, I wait 60 seconds. I get up and put on my pants. I feel a little dizzy. See, I had been all worked up about this and I really didn't know how bad I was "worked up". I just wanted to get out of there.....

So, I feel more dizzy. I put my head between my knees to try and regain some composure. I just want to get out of there....

I say f@!& it and get off the table and head for the door. As I open the door and look directly to my left (still inside the room) I see the operating tray set up at nearly arm pit level. The Doc is my height (6'4") and he likes the tray really high. As my head turns (and I always invision this in slow motion) I see the instruments of my Big V demise. The pic, the scissors, the needle and best of all.....I see all of the blood in the gaze.......Holy Crap!!!

Now I turn, open the door and get the hell out of there....as I turn right to go down the hallway things are not right. I get to the front desk and I walk up to the nurse behind the counter and tell her.....things aren't right........now picture the ending of all the Looney Tunes Cartoons....where the tunnel fades to black......all I remember seeing was the look on the nurse's face as I am just about to black out. She's jumping from her chair toward me and......OUT!

I am waking up on the floor. The back of my head now hurts more then my balls. I look up to see the Doc and the Nurse trying to revive me. NOW the doc has personality. NOW he only sees a lawsuit for not giving me more instruction. NOW I am his most important patient in the world.

I got up. Sat down in the lobby for 5 minutes and drove my arse home. I wanted to get out of there....