Mine were burned in the fireplace to make heat.

The last report I read, the hospital pathologist had them!

mine were unfortunately medical waste

rushsite (imported) wrote: Fri Nov 30, 2012 12:22 am I had an RN (female friend) and her friend (lesbian lover) do the cutting and they are now in alcohol in a jar on a shelf.

Wow, dude that is a dream come true! Are these two available for another job and would they mind talking to my wife?

Dave (imported) wrote: Fri Nov 30, 2012 7:54 am It sounds really creepy and strange when you say to someone - "Those are my testicles in that jar on the mantle" ... Not many people understand statements like that. Consider if you ever get robbed and have to report what was stolen to the police.

Yeah, too cool!

That would be interesting to report to the police and homeowners insurance that that the :family jewels: were stolen in a burglary! What dollar value would be placed on the "jewels" by the insurance company claims adjuster?

Moreover, it would be hilarious to see the facial expression of the burglar upon discovering the "jewels" he or she had just stolen!

nutless1 formerly nutless2b

Yeah, too cool!

As a side note, after my house was raided (don't ask) mine were returned to me by the police department. --FLO--

LOL, Uncle Flo.. I can just imagine the expression on that Police Officer's face the he returned him. Had to have been a great scarlet Red.

I wonder how the cops decided which cop would have the job of returning uncle Flo s balls to him ?

You can be sure every cop in town and lots of their wives and girlfriends took a look at his balls down at the police station before they were returned to Uncle Flo. Every man comparing his balls to Uncle Flos and wondering if his own balls looked like his if they were out of his sack ? Countless discussions on why his balls were cut off ? And which cops would get castrated or not ? And whose dads, uncles, brothers, father in laws, were castrated for prostate cancer or accidents ? And wives and girlfriends asking each cop who mentioned Uncle Flo s balls at home, if that cop would ever get himself castrated, and what it would be like for that cop and his lover if he was ?

The lawyer s discussion on if his balls should be returned and what proof was needed to know the balls were his own, must have been an interesting debate to hear. Custody of display jar balls and how to deal with them all legal and officially.

Just think of all the people discussing his balls then and now, and thinking of other men s balls being cut off like that ? That s a ton of people and their friends and relatives probably still talking about his display jar balls even now. Probably the first time most of those people ever even thought of castration applying to their own balls and the balls of all the men around them. Its likely still a local cop saying to nut a man, like Uncle Flo was, for whatever reason or excuse among the cops and their friends and lovers. Men don t forget seeing real man balls on display like that. Those are some local celebrity balls you have Uncle Flo !

Makes me wonder how many of the men hearing about or seeing his balls later got castrated for medical reasons or by choice ? A cut off pair can be pretty persuasive to other men thinking about it for their own balls.

I don't recall mine being labelled "Hazardous Waste" but I would have been flattered if they'd been called that. Certainly they were a waste and a hazard to me. As with many things removed in a hospital, they ended up as "Biodegradable Surgical Material". It never even occurred to me to ask to even see them. It was done under an area local for which I'd been given both Fentanyl and Versed normal pre-op drugs to "calm" one. I did ask to watch the procedure which was allowed but my only interest was technical. Spent the night-as insurance was not involved and I was "self pay" my surgeon did not note this as "day surgery" although it could easily have been. As a courtesy to him, and partially why I spent the night, I agreed to be his final procedure of the day allowing him to not specifically schedule me which opened up time for him and on, mostly men, who had a very pressing medical necessity to have his attention. (Testicular Cancer etc.) Post op I was given a prescription for an opioid pain suppressant which I didn't fill. One of the virtues of having this done in a hospital, or so I believe, is that post surgical trauma (i.e. pain) is lessened. That night in the hospital gave me the rest while others brought ice packs, IVs with pain suppressant (Morphine) and did not have to get up to do anything. Those of us who've had it done will recognize the helpfulness during the first several hours of having to do nothing. I had both a catheter and a drain, the latter which was removed several days later in his office. Indeed, looking back on what I've written just now, my balls were the least important part of all as they were gone early on. And now, more than ten years later I am thinking about the last bit of dangling me and wondering if going Nullo is something I might like.