Oops! 

A man suposed to have knee sugery gets a diffetent procedure.

I was very weak. i woke up in my hospital bed. I was suprise how weak i was. I suspected that the drugs stil had not totaly worn off. I felt realy weird. I had never had major surgery before so this was a new fronteer for me.  I still felt like this was abnormal. I really did not like it. Not at all. 

I decided to ring the nerse. It was  a short period of time before the nurse arrived.  I had never met the nurse before.  She appeared to have a very ling face. It could just be rested sas face syimdrome. I had no bases to judge that.  I had a sneky suspicion that the surgery did not go off without a hitch. For some reason i was certain of that. 

“Your awake?” the nurse said. “Did you think that i would not wake up?”i asked. She looked me over.she took my sats and recorded them on my chart. She never answered my questione. If i was not concerned before, i certainly was now.  Something was defiantly up. 

She completed the test.  She asked me some medical questions.  Then she left. She told me that the doctor would be there soon. 

Then after a while several doctors and nurses entered. They all had stern faces.  I had no idea if this is bad news or that. 

“Mr. Braden you came in for knee surgery?” the doctor asked in more of a rherorical question.  ” yes i was. ” i replied.

“There was a complication.” a women dresed in a white lab and blouse and skirt. I later learned that she was a pyschologest who specialized in trauma.  She headed up the hospital malpractice commite. 

“What kind of complications? ” i asked. ” the surgical team got yout chart misplaced with another. The error was not uncovered until after the procedure occured.”the doctor who appeared to be in charge said.

I really did not like like where this was going. I tried not to jump ahead.i mearly listened. I tried to keep calm and remain objective. 

“You see mt braden you were suposed to have knee replacement. That was not the surgery that was performed. “A younger doctor that had been silent before said.

“Ok! What procedure was performed?” i asked. I was getting a bit agitated.  I tried to mantain my composure. By the way people were acting i was begining to think this was serious then i suspected. In retrospect as bad as the senerios i came up with, the truth was far worse. 

” well mr. Braden your chart was switched with a patient that was sheduled to have a penectomy. ” the lead doctor said. 

“Oh no! You got to be kidding! Please tell me you did not remove my penis! ” i said. I removed the blanket. I went inside my hospital gowan. I had a diaper on. I opened the diaper.

My penis was gone. It had totaly been removed. They created a hole that i could urinate it. It looked crude. I wanted to scream. I did not want to show any greef in front of them. These strangers. Those who caused this. Those who screwed up. 

I was stuned. How could this had happened.  How could they have messed up this bad? What i was going to do. I has lost my male privy member. What was i? I was half the man. I was a eunuch.  I was out raged sad and every orher emotion in between. 

What was even worse was that she had performed the knee surgery. They wanted to reshedule the original operation at a later date. I told them that was not going to hapen.mayby at some point i might have that surgery done.  That would not be done at this hospital. I could not get out of hear fast enough. 

I was glad that the surgical team left.i felt awful. I could not believe this. I wanted to cry but i would not cry hear. They do not get to see my years.they had broken me but i was not totaly destoyed. I stil had my dignity. I would not throw that away. 

The pain came and went. I was given drugs. I wanted to go home. The doctors felt it would be unsafe.  I demanded to speak to an ombudsman.  I even mentioned the possibility of geting a judge to order me released. A kind of habeas corpus.  They convinced me to go to a short term rehabilitation center.  As long as i got out of this place it was fine. Being. In a touture chamber in the middle ages would be preferable to hear. 

I was sent to a rehab hospital. I was given pain killers. I was given the option of reconstructive surgery that would resrore a penis.  I did not want any more surgery.

I was sligly incontinent. I kept wearing a diaper. I was not sure if i was male or female any more.i got estrogin injection.eventually i was able to go home.my sister let me stay with her. My family helped me out. I had a wheal chair but could walk on my own power most of the time.  

I sued the hospital. I was given a lot of mony. I used the nony to pay my medical bills and legal bills and other debts.i did not use a cent of it for anything but bills most of whitch waS incured due to the incident.  That was all i cared about.

I tried to move on as best as i could. I would make the best of it. I would go on. 

The end. 

Extreme sentence

I am greg. I owned my own business.  I was hardly roling in The dough but i eaked out a good living. I got to a point where i could do mostly what i wanted to do. I owned a smal house and i had land. I was more then content.  Life was not perfect but it was workable.  

Usualy in the morning, i ran before i went to work. It gave me time to destressify and clear my head. Usually after a good run, i was ready to get on with the day. I had done this almoat every day for the last few years.  

This day it did go as it uasuly did. In the time i went on these walks there were no incidents. There was occasional dtray dogs who had a beef with me for who knows why. I never got bit or anything.  This fay there was an incident. It changed my life foever. 

I was a few minutes into my run when i heard a scream. I ran towards the noise. I discovered a young women who was about to be gang raped. I scared the woukd be rapist away. 

Her shirt had been ripped.  Her shorts were down. I went over to her. Fearing i was one of the rapest she screamed as the top of her lungs. I tried to calm her down . Before i could the police arived. 

She claimed i was one of the rapist. Aperently she did not see the others. She thought i was the only rapist. 

I insisted that i was not trying to attack her. All of the evidence indicated i was.  I was immediately atested. I protested but it did no good. 

Cuffs were put on me. I was led to a police cruiser.  I was taken to a police station. I hoped that this whole thing would sort itself out. 

I was taken to a holding cell. I laid down on the coat. I knew i was inocent. I tried to remain upbeat and hopfull. I hoped that when the victim would calm down she would realize her mistake. I tried not to fret about it. 

She never did remember the real rapist. She only remebered seing me. There were no witneses. There was no penitration.the evidence did not incriminate me but did not clear me. 

I was in the area. I was near her. Her shorts were down and t shirt ripped. I seemed to be the only one in the vinicity. The evidence was circumstances but it was there. I could nir refute her story.  It was reasonable for a jury to believe that i was in the process of participating in a sexual asult in progress. 

My lawer argued for reasonable doubt. He claimed that the prosicutuon did not prove beyond a reasonable doubt that i was about to rape her. My story of a gang was plausible.  The prosicutor argued that it is reasonable to conclufe that i was trying to raper her.

The jury did not buy my lawyer’s argument.  I was found guilty. I was shocked.  I was so sure that the prosecutor did not make his case. Aperently i was mistaken. I could not beleve this. I had been so sure that the truth would come out. I was hoping that the good would overcome evil. That had not happen.  

“Gregory j Rowland having been guilty of atempted rape , i hearby sentence you to under go a penectomy. “The judge said.

“Oh no!” i thought. I was beyond stuned. The thought of being castrated.  I think i would preferred to be put to death. I knew that penectomy was an a legal punishment in the republic. I never thought i would have to endure it. I accepted time in jail. Not this. This was beyound horible. This was way worse then my worst nightmere. 

I was alowed to go home. I was equipped with an ankle monitor.  I would get a phone call informing me when i needed to report for the sentence to be caried out.

I tried not to think about what was going to happen. I tried to relax. Tried to do things i enjoyed doing. My life was not going to ever be the same.  I was so nervous.  I tried to stay calm. That was definitely a losing battle and then some.

As the days went on, i staeted to foeget about the storm cloud hanging on my head. I gues i headed into a kind of normalcy bias. I knew that it would catch up with me. Of course it did. 

I got a call. I was to report to the nearest hospital at 700 am the following morning to undergo the procedure. I gulped. I acknowledged the order. I assured them that i would be. 

I barely slept that night. It was a very king night. Finally i gave up trying. I showered.  I looked at my penis knowing that by the end of the day it would be gone foever. 

I put o. A green t shirt jeens and sandles. I took a deep breath.  I drove to the hospital. I went to the security section of the hospital.  I went to the front desk. 

I gave my name.  I showed the paper work to the clerk. I was told to take a seat. One of the pamplet was how to care for yourself post penectomy. After reading a few lines,i decided that i would rather be suprised. It was better not to know until after it happened.  I would have to deal with it eventualy. I did not to have it just now. It was comming. I knew that.  

A nurse came out and called my name. I sighed and went in. I was told to diarobe.i pulled off my t shirt. Then my jeens. I took off my underware. 

I got on the bed. I was humiliated. I hated bwing naked in front of other people.  It was weird when the medical team entered. 

The nurse told me to masturbate. The screen displayed various phonographic images.  It made me very horny. My thing got very big. My penis was placed into a guillotine like structure. At the point where they were going to cut it i was going to have almost remaning. 

I was not given any thing for the pain. There was no anesthesia used. I was not knocked out or numbed in any way. My penis now very erect and stimulated was placed in the guillotine.  They gave me a few seconds.  Then the guillotine was pused. It fell on my woo hoo. I screamed and screamed. My yelps could be heared on the other side of the country i am sure. I have been in so much pain. 

The blood went everywhere. The medical team tried to cauterize the wound.  The medical team then rushed me off to sugery. 

Then i was brought to the operating room. This time i was knocked out.they did give me drugs. I was put under. They created an artificial virgina so that i could pee. I would now have to pee siting down. 

I woke up houers later.  I was grogy at first. Then i remembered. I was in a hospital gowan and diaper. I would have to be diapered now. They were not able to make me continent. I would have to adjust. 

I was in pain for days. I was discharged after a week. I was sentenced to get a penectomy.  I did not have to go to jail. At this point i am not a threat to anyone.  

My boobs started to come in. I decided to take harmones and my tits grew. I got a bra. I worw womens panties over my diaper. A frienr drove me home.

I spent the first few days home. I used a  Wheal chair at first. I was able to walk on my own power for of the time. I had a wheal chair just in case.  I ware dreses now. I mostly as a women. 

According to the census division, i am a phase two unique. I am neither male nor female. I am not sure what i am. I am not msle anymore  but not quite female. I feel male sometimes. Other times i do feel female. Its conplicated.

The gang who tried to rape lisa hermain were caught during a gang war.they found evidence that they tried to rape lisa. They confessed. 

I did not press charges against Lisa. She has been though enough. I did not sue the government but they settled with me. I dont need mony or want it. I do need help with medical bills. I want my thing back. That i cant get back. This will do.

The end.