My story of trying to castrate myself with elastrator and advices to others
Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2018 12:48 am
I have been reading this forum for a while as a guest, and created an account to tell my story.
I desperately wanted to get rid of my testicles for a few years. I'm 18 (yeah, you may call me fool if you want) and I live in Russia. There is no guys like Dr. Arknoff (however, if somebody here knows such doctors in Russia, feel free to write to PM), so I had to seek another methods. At first I was seeking cutters, but ended up struck in rural area where "cutter" was living. He was no more than a dreamer, yet I went there because I was really desperate. But then I realized that seeking cutters is generally useless and may be even dangerous.
I went up thinking of other methods. I thought of burdizzo, but then found out that this method is not very effective. At the same time my pal from Russia managed to castrate himself using elastrator. He took lidocaine injections, binded testicles and went to sleep. He woke up after five hours and then tried to cut his scrotum. He managed to do that, but the bleeding occurred. He called ambulance and was healed in the hospital afterwards. His story motivated me to use elastrator as well.
My plan was plain simple. At first I planned to take ketorolac (I was afraid to inject lidocaine because I could hit artery and die), then put rubber band on and wait for a few hours, calling ambulance afterwards. I would have told them that I wanted to put rubber band for a 20 minutes, but was unable to remove it. I expected medics to remove dead testicles.
I put a rubber band after 40 minutes of taking ketorolac. The pain was really strong, 7-8/10. I was afraid to lose consciousness. But I took another pill of ketorolac and pain weakened. However, then I started to worry. My scrotum was purple at both sides, but not in the middle part. I decided to wait. I waited for hours, but nothing changed. I figured out that I put rubber in a wrong way. I tried to put another one, but the skin of scrotum became very dull and dry, so I was unable to do it. Then I tried to move the band, and it was my second huge mistake. Yes, I managed to move it, but a big knot appeared at the place between band and penis. The knot started to increase in size slowly, and I was terrified. I didn't know what to do, I even decided to cut scrotum away, but my girlfriend called and convinced me not to do that, because this would be extremely insane move.
Anyway, it's been 12 hours since I put rubber band on, and I ultimately decided to call ambulance. They brought me to urological clinic, and there a nightmare started.
The head doctor yelled at me, he treated me like a psych, he even tried to force me to call my mum, but I rejected. Doctor said that I have to undergo ultrasound, and if testicles are dead, they will be removed. I hoped that testicles would be dead after 12 hours of banding. But no. They were alive. Doctors scolded me again and said that i have to stay in hospital for a few days. Moreover, psychiatrist came and tried to push me into psychiatric clinic, but I managed to drive them away. Everyone treated my like a psych and I was in deep despair because of my failure. I managed to handle myself only because of my girlfriend who loves me even though I desperately want to get rid of testicles.
My scrotum turned into a huge meaty ball. It wasn't painful, but I had problems with walking with a meatball between my legs. Moreover, huge knots appeared on my penis, and it became problematic to urinate. With mental help of my girlfriend I managed to survive three days, and then I left. Right now I'm at home. Meatball became smaller, but it's still really uncomfortable.
While I stayed in clinic, I searched for another methods and run into thread about chloride calcium injections. Right now I have read 38/130+ pages of that thread and I'm gonna read them all. It seems that chloride calcium injections are the most effective way right now, so I probably will try these in spring. Anyway, you'll see me in that thread.
So, what's the moral of this story?
Elastrator is a dangerous way. It's up to you whether use it or not, but if you are planning to, you have to be very careful.
Many of us underestimate the regenerative powers of testicles. If your testicles became black, it doesn't mean they can't be repaired. Moreover, it's a good idea to use more than one rubber band in case something was placed in a wrong way. And yet the most effective solution is to cut scrotum with scalpel, and only then call ambulance. However, I'm not even suggest somebody to use elastrator. It seems that chloride calcium injections are much effective than insane methods like elastrator or burdizzo.
Be careful and don't make insane decisions, not having studied all possible solutions of the problem.
I desperately wanted to get rid of my testicles for a few years. I'm 18 (yeah, you may call me fool if you want) and I live in Russia. There is no guys like Dr. Arknoff (however, if somebody here knows such doctors in Russia, feel free to write to PM), so I had to seek another methods. At first I was seeking cutters, but ended up struck in rural area where "cutter" was living. He was no more than a dreamer, yet I went there because I was really desperate. But then I realized that seeking cutters is generally useless and may be even dangerous.
I went up thinking of other methods. I thought of burdizzo, but then found out that this method is not very effective. At the same time my pal from Russia managed to castrate himself using elastrator. He took lidocaine injections, binded testicles and went to sleep. He woke up after five hours and then tried to cut his scrotum. He managed to do that, but the bleeding occurred. He called ambulance and was healed in the hospital afterwards. His story motivated me to use elastrator as well.
My plan was plain simple. At first I planned to take ketorolac (I was afraid to inject lidocaine because I could hit artery and die), then put rubber band on and wait for a few hours, calling ambulance afterwards. I would have told them that I wanted to put rubber band for a 20 minutes, but was unable to remove it. I expected medics to remove dead testicles.
I put a rubber band after 40 minutes of taking ketorolac. The pain was really strong, 7-8/10. I was afraid to lose consciousness. But I took another pill of ketorolac and pain weakened. However, then I started to worry. My scrotum was purple at both sides, but not in the middle part. I decided to wait. I waited for hours, but nothing changed. I figured out that I put rubber in a wrong way. I tried to put another one, but the skin of scrotum became very dull and dry, so I was unable to do it. Then I tried to move the band, and it was my second huge mistake. Yes, I managed to move it, but a big knot appeared at the place between band and penis. The knot started to increase in size slowly, and I was terrified. I didn't know what to do, I even decided to cut scrotum away, but my girlfriend called and convinced me not to do that, because this would be extremely insane move.
Anyway, it's been 12 hours since I put rubber band on, and I ultimately decided to call ambulance. They brought me to urological clinic, and there a nightmare started.
The head doctor yelled at me, he treated me like a psych, he even tried to force me to call my mum, but I rejected. Doctor said that I have to undergo ultrasound, and if testicles are dead, they will be removed. I hoped that testicles would be dead after 12 hours of banding. But no. They were alive. Doctors scolded me again and said that i have to stay in hospital for a few days. Moreover, psychiatrist came and tried to push me into psychiatric clinic, but I managed to drive them away. Everyone treated my like a psych and I was in deep despair because of my failure. I managed to handle myself only because of my girlfriend who loves me even though I desperately want to get rid of testicles.
My scrotum turned into a huge meaty ball. It wasn't painful, but I had problems with walking with a meatball between my legs. Moreover, huge knots appeared on my penis, and it became problematic to urinate. With mental help of my girlfriend I managed to survive three days, and then I left. Right now I'm at home. Meatball became smaller, but it's still really uncomfortable.
While I stayed in clinic, I searched for another methods and run into thread about chloride calcium injections. Right now I have read 38/130+ pages of that thread and I'm gonna read them all. It seems that chloride calcium injections are the most effective way right now, so I probably will try these in spring. Anyway, you'll see me in that thread.
So, what's the moral of this story?
Elastrator is a dangerous way. It's up to you whether use it or not, but if you are planning to, you have to be very careful.
Many of us underestimate the regenerative powers of testicles. If your testicles became black, it doesn't mean they can't be repaired. Moreover, it's a good idea to use more than one rubber band in case something was placed in a wrong way. And yet the most effective solution is to cut scrotum with scalpel, and only then call ambulance. However, I'm not even suggest somebody to use elastrator. It seems that chloride calcium injections are much effective than insane methods like elastrator or burdizzo.
Be careful and don't make insane decisions, not having studied all possible solutions of the problem.