Brian Campbell6
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joined Jun 2014
So, basically, the whole thing came back yesterday—and hit way harder during masturbation. I ended up ejaculating what was pretty much blood. I can’t say for sure how accurate that description is because I was in total shock, but it was fresh blood, like when you get a tooth pulled and spit... not quite as pure as if it were straight from a wound, though.
Then I had a full-blown panic attack and ended up collapsing in the hallway. I just laid there with my arms and legs up, waiting for the world to stop spinning. Afterward, I felt this pain right by my bladder—kind of above the penis, internally—but honestly, it might just be my head playing tricks on me since I’ve been spiraling while reading about prostatitis.
I called the doctor and now I have to see a urologist, even though he doesn't seem super worried—which is my dad.
Anyway, life has been a complete wreck lately—work, marriage, my own mental state, money issues... just a constant stream of stress—and this was really the last thing I needed. I’m at a loss, honestly. Just sitting here wondering what to think or even what to do while I wait for my appointment.
For the last few days, I’ve had stress-induced diarrhea, but that’s actually settled down after three days. It made me wonder if that could play a part, maybe because the gut is "pressing" against the prostate.
My mind immediately jumps straight to the worst-case scenarios—prostate cancer, testicular cancer, colon cancer... the whole works.
I struggle with anxiety, which I'm treating, and you wouldn't believe how much this is messing with me. I mean, I’m already the kind of guy who loses it over a tiny pimple under my armpit because I'm terrified it's a swollen lymph node.
To make matters worse, I was all alone for that hour before my meds kicked in, and I felt like I was practically jumping out of my skin.
Now that I'm thinking back, I remember that for most of my twenties, I'd often feel this "twitching" sensation in my prostate—right there between the scrotum and the anus—after finishing, especially after good sex. Sometimes it would happen even without any sexual activity, just out of nowhere. But who cares about that when you're in your early twenties? You deal with it, move on, and keep having sex without a second thought. Now that I'm 30, I'm freaking out because I've officially left that youthful bubble where the prostate isn't something you worry about.
I'm scared, and I have no idea how to stop these thoughts from looping. The medication helps, but I shouldn't overdo it because I need to stay functional, and being on them makes me feel like I'm constantly half-asleep.