1st April 19:13
Injection Overdose (hematoma nail impotence down heart)
I occasionally I post this story, just to let everybody know that there are
dangers to injections. But it's very rare. It is copyrighted because a
doctor wanted the story for his book.
In August of 1995 I saw a newspaper article stating that in September, the
FDA would approve a chemical, given in shot form, that would give you a two
hour erection. Sometimes a phone call, or other interruption, could cause me
to lose it. Or, as I got older, it just won't stay up as long as it use to.
But a supplemental shot guaranteeing one or two hours would be great. If you
can increase performance in an activity you enjoy, why not? Off to the
The doctor (actually a physician's assistant, PA) had me watch a video
tape about impotence. It told about the suction tube and the rubber band
technique, implants and shots. I told him I wanted shots. He whipped out a
needle and bottle and started loading up. I said, "Hey, the FDA approval
isn't good until September 1st!" (1995) He said, "We've been doing this for
years, who's going to sue Kaiser? Anyway, you have to sign a waver." He
handed me a sheet and I read it.
It stated that on occasion, the erection might not go down for quite a
while. And on rare occasions, I may need to take some pills. And on real
rare occasions even the pills won't get it down and I would need to come in
for a shot. And on REAL rare occasions, even that wouldn't work and they
would have to bleed me. "Bleed me?" I asked. "Don't worry about it, it's
rare, it'll never happen." Little did I know as I signed the paper, that it
would go beyond even that.
He had me drop my pants and asked if I was ready. I gulped and said go
ahead. It's a small needle and the shot is at the base of the penis and was
just a pin prick (no pun intended). He returned in 20 minutes. "How did it
work?" "Fine," I said, "give me a quart and a bunch of needles." "Not so
fast," he says. "How much of an erection in percentage?" I never figured it
in percentage before but I said about 80%." Fine, that was 10 units (.10cc)
come back in a week for another test shot.
A week later I had a morning appointment and he loaded up the needle.
"You want to give the shot to yourself?" I was going to have to do it sooner
or later so I gave myself the shot. Nothing to it. He came back in 20
minutes and asked how it worked. "Great, it's so hard a cat couldn't scratch
it." He looked puzzled and asked to see it. "Wow," he says, "it shouldn't be
THAT hard without stimulation, but I guess it's working." I got a
prescription and a bunch of needles. I couldn't return to work like this, so
I figured I'd wait at home for it to go down.
After two hours it was still hard. So I told the wife, no sense wasting
it, let's put it to use and maybe that will make it go down. After a great
hour of ***, the wife was writing a thank-you letter to the doctor and I was
still hard. I tried a cold shower. Still hard. A phone call wouldn't
interrupt this erection. A trip to Europe wouldn't interrupt this. The
instructions said I should start taking the three pills every half-hour
until the erection was gone. Hour and a half later the pills are gone but
not the erection. And it hurt. I called the doctor's office and had to
explain my predicament to the nurse. "Five hours? You better come in."
As the nurse takes me to the examination room, she asks, "is it still,
uh..." "Like the tower of Pisa," I reply. The PA takes a look and loads up a
needle with adrenaline. But this isn't the small needle. "This will hurt,"
as he stabs and injects. Now picture, for a minute, taking a nail and poking
it in a fire hose that's under pressure. When you pull out the needle, what
happens? Right. I start bleeding. Under the skin it's purple and outside is
normal red blood leaking out.
He has me lay out on the table and covers me, and it, with a sheet. He
returns in 15 minutes and pulls back the sheet. "Oh oh" he says. He loads up
the needle with more adrenaline and shoots me again on the other side. More
blood. I can tell you a 6-hour erection is no fun. I'm already hurting and
my heart is racing. He tells me the pills are equivalent to eight or more
cups of coffee. Between that and the adrenaline shots is why my heart is
racing. He returns in 15 minutes. "Oh oh," again.
"I'm going to have to bleed you." Well I'm going to die anyway, why not
bleed to death while he tortures me. He raps a rubber tourniquet around my
****, 'snap.' Then brings out this needle that's an eighth of an inch in
diameter with rubber tubing connected to a suction thing that's an inch in
diameter. "This is going to hurt." (No shit). "I'll give you four or five
small shots of Novocain around where I'll be bleeding you." More shots, more
blood. Then he jabs with the big one and starts pulling on the suction
thing. It's filling with blood; I'm hurting like hell and my heart's going
90 mph. What else could happen?
"Okay, it's down now." He pulls out the needle, removes the tourniquet,
and some hair, and has me hold some gauze, "to help stop all the bleeding.
I'll be back in a bit." I'm laying there thinking, "that's over." He returns
in 10 minutes, pulls back the sheet and says, "Oh oh, it's hard again!" Now
I figure I'll probably lose my ****. He gets the real doctor. The real
doctor is mad, apparently the PA gave me 40 units, a full needle. The real
doctor grabs my ****, and while talking to the PA, starts whipping it around
like a stick-shift on a Maserati. "Was it this hard when he came in? Would
it bend this far over?" I'm wondering if I can go through life with a
They wait about 20 minutes and check again. "It's finally going down."
I get up and take a look. My **** looks like the NBC pea****. Color and
shape. Red, black, blue and purple; with a hematoma the size of Lake
Michigan. "Look at that," I say, "it looks like it's been run over by a
truck!" "I've seen worse," says the doc. "Don't use it for a couple of
weeks." Hell, I didn't even want to piss through it.
Watch the size of your shots. A seven-hour hard-on is no picnic.
Jerry Sturdivant Copyright 1996
2nd April 00:39
Injection Overdose (down)
It all depends on the chemical and it's mixture. He may give you straight
PGE1. And 10units is apparently the average test shot.
Jerry of ASI
Oh my God and I just posted yesterday questions about my first shot! So 10cc
is the minimum amount to give?
"Jerry Sturdivant" <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote in message newsGm9b.35850$n94.5238@fed1read04...
2nd April 00:39
I have read your "horror"story before and it has made me
very hesitant to use too high a dose of Tri-Mix. I had been using .40cc
with good effect but now it doesn't work as well as it did when I first
used it 3 years ago. My doctor suggested I try .5cc and if that didn't
work .6cc. This sound like a very high dosage compared with what I have
seen other posters here say they are using. What is the maximum dose of
Tri-Mix? I thought it was .5cc but I may be wrong. On another not my
neurologist suggested that I use Viagra with The Tri-Mix rather than
raise the dose. Have you ever tried that combo?
2nd April 06:04
Injection Overdose (impairment)
08 does seem like a low dose,at least compared with the amount I need
to get a reaction,but I don't think you can draw a conclusion about the
level of your impairment based on the Bi-Mix dosage that works for
you.Everybody is different.
2nd April 06:04
I don't know that there is a maximum dose. Some of the needles the drug
store gave me were 100 unit (1ml) syringes. But that could be just a normal
routine. I use a different, thinner needle.
Sure. A lot of us are "stacking." But you might try what the doctor said
Jerry of ASI
2nd April 06:04
There are different mixtures out there. And different folks use different
amounts of the same mixture. I've used .03 of one mixture and .15 of
another. Also I'm able to judge my mood and decide on how long I want to be
hard. There are many variables involved in the size of a dose.
Jerry of ASI