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    Here's something else that happened that's supremely fucked up. My parents were against circumcision (so am I), but when I was almost seven, the doctor convinced them to have me circumcised anyway, saying that in my case, in would help cut down on bladder infections (hint: it didn't). My parents agreed... only they didn't warn me or explain at all what was about to happen. So I went in, expecting the normal pokes and prods. Instead, they knocked me out, and when I woke up, I felt searing agony in my dick. I don't remember if I had a catheter that time, but I remember timidly looking down my diaper and seeing a bunch of stitches in the head of my penis. It hurt like crazy and I had no idea what had happened. Embarrassingly, I didn't even know I'd been circumcised, or even what circumcision was. in my child-brain, I just thought something like, "Pee comes out of the penis, I can't control my pee, so they must have operated on my penis to try and fix it." I remember feeling deeply ashamed and disappointed later, when I was still wetting uncontrollably, like obviously the surgery hadn't worked. Side note: it was two or three years before I saw a documentary on circumcision and realized that's what had happened to me.

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    In England circumcision is not routine so I was also not circumcised as a baby, however when I was 13 my forskin retracted and never went back. This caused the end of my penis to swell and I had to have an emergency circumcision. The worst bit was the embarrasment of having to have it done. After the operation when I was back on the ward I wet the bed but was too embarrased to call the nurses over to tell them, I also overheard them talking about me and that I had not passwd water since the opp ( used the bottle by the bed later in the night). In the morning when it was time to get up the nurses were understanding and changed the bed before my mum came to pick me up. It was bad enough knowing what was happening (even though everything was rushed and I had no time to prepare), it must have been much worse not knowing what was happening.

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