i’ll just get it out of the way now,i have suffered with piles for a long time 🙁 feel free to take the mick now 😉

the good thing is they aren’t painful.

the bad thing though bleeding.

it felt like a fountain when i was on the loo tonight (the blood).

looked like something out of a horror film (blood in the loo).

now i have seen the doctor about it already (i am prescribed anusol,but have so far not had a doctor look at the problem (due to said embarrassment).

tbh it has been a huge part of my depression/not riding my bike like i used to .

the simple answer is that i know what to do,but i just keep putting it off (due to above issue).

i know i should mtfu e.t.c but it is a pretty serious problem (the embarrassment along with the jeremy kyles).

thanks in advance for your jokes/help 🙂

No jokes from me on this. If it’s reassuring to remember that the doctor will have seen it ALL before and that they are only looking at your arse to gauge what treatment options will be best.

If it’s interring with stuff that keeps you sane and healthy then it’s got to be worth a few minutes of embarrassment.

As someone who works in healthcare we get to see some pretty crazy things. Also bear in mind that some peoples embarrassing trips to the doctors are self inflicted!

Good luck

Mtfu

It’s not big a deal. It’s just part of your body. Doctors understand.

Get it sorted. Get your prostate checked at the same time. Embarrassment can kill.

Been there, done that.

Forgot to add that if you have a med appointment that’s going to be difficult for any reason then make some notes before you go.

What’s the issue. How long for. What effects does it have.
What are the treatment options positives/risks of various etc.

Piles are pretty common and there will not be a GP in the country who hasn’t treated dozens of them

This would be something to be embarrassed about needing to see a doctor for 😆

You have a medical condition that the medical type people deal with regularly. Go get it taken care of!

You eventually got the courage to post on here, the GP should be no problem now. Loads of people suffer with piles, and it’s good to confirm that’s all it is

Yup. Get it sorted – embarrassing for you because, well it’s you. You spend all day with yourself.

To a doctor, well, they don’t really care! (Apart from getting whatever’s broken, fixed).

Remember, I know where you live. Want me to come round and drag you by the ear to the Drs demanding someone looks at your arse? That would be embarrassing.

..and as mentioned above, to post about it here takes some balls! Monday morning, make the appointment.

Heh. Piles. 🙂

I’ve been for the same issue. Mine were internal and involved a big glass probe up the bum so she could look down it. I think it was about the size of a 2l bottle of coke, felt like it anyway. I’ll not easily embarrassed and wasn’t then, but the important thing is they cured it and now it’s not a problem. Quickly too.

Get yourself there and get it sorted, id totally forgotten it had ever been a problem until reading this, you can be like that too.

I suffered for years, and they could normally be kept in check with plenty of fibre and the occasional dab of Germoloids, but eventually after a week or two of back to back daily discomfort I decided to see the GP. I told her that they weren’t really responding to daily use of proprietary treatments . She told me that if the likes of Germoloids and Anusol weren’t having an effect then there were various procedures such as banding to consider. I was in the middle of a project at work and could have done without the disruption, so I asked whether there was anything stronger on prescription. She explained that the over-the-counter stuff was as good as it gets, but I could try one old remedy, possibly an old wives tale, which was the healing power of cold tea. All I had to do was to apply a used teabag as a cold compress. We agreed I should give it a go and come back after a week or two.

Now, being an avid reader of STW I don’t actually use teabags, I use loose leaf fairtrade organic darjeeling, in an infuser. So when I got home I scooped a portion of the wet leaves out of the infuser and applied them to the old rusty bullet hole using a cut up field dressing. I followed this faithfully twice a day for a week, perhaps ten days and decided it wasn’t having much effect, so made an appointment to go back to the GP.

Once back in the surgery she asked me to drop my shorts and lie sideways on the couch with my back to her and my knees drawn up. She drew her chair up behind me and with gloved hands parted my cheeks. A sharp intake of breath from her and the lights dimmed slightly.

“You are going on a journey” she said. “You are going to meet a tall dark handsome stranger……..”

Get out!

There are very few doctors, trainee doctors and community nurses who haven’t seen my arse up close and personal. You go beyond embarrassment to resigned acceptance fairly quickly.

Applauds scapegoat. Beautifully done

OP I had a painful fissure(?) and promptly went to the Doc. As per my luck it had to be a beautiful trainee GP (FFS) with another practise GP shadowing her. As a friend said they’ve seen far worse in A&E before.

You can request to see a male doctor if that makes it any less embarrassing for you. Be a bit odd to request a female one though I suspect.

Look at it this way; most medical stuff such as this only gets more painful and harder to treat the longer you leave it.

I speak from experience, as I ignored a lump close to my backeye for months, until it got large enough to force me into seeing the doctor.

It was a sebaceous cyst, and if I’d sought treatment earlier then it wouldn’t have got infected, and I wouldn’t have needed to have an operation which left me with a new hole deep enough to need packing out with surgical wadding.

So in summary, embarrassment about showing my ringpiece to one person resulted in around a dozen different people needing to take a look at it. And just to make matters worse, during the operation the surgeon buggered off for ten minutes, leaving the theatre door wide open and providing a clear view of my blood and pus-soaked arse for anyone walking past.

Jefinabox – how did they cure it?

Seems like I’m at that age where all my mates are falling to “old man” illnesses. Cataracts, gout, blood pressure… for my contribution, I had a bout of piles a couple of years ago.

Came out of nowhere, ended up with a lump on my tea-towel holder just a smidge smaller than a golf ball. And pain, oh my god. Sitting down was agony and standing up not much better. Going to the loo was like pooing breeze blocks.

I walked into the doctor’s like someone had just stolen my horse. “It’s a lady doctor, is that ok?” Well, I figured, a doctor’s a doctor, so sure. Went in to be met by a petite little Asian lass, very sympathetic whilst she gloved up and told me to assume the position. I was broadly expecting this and breathed a quiet sigh of relief that she appeared to have mercifully small hands.

So I’m lying on my side with my jeans round my ankles next to my dignity whilst she lubed up. Now, I know some folk may have had prior in this area and be fortunate enough to be equipped with a ringpiece well practised in having things shoved up it for fun and profit, but mine had been configured as “exit only” thus far. I knew that clenching wouldn’t help matters, so I tried to relax and breathe so things were nice and loose. But with the best will in the world, it’s difficult to keep a froody sphincter in a doctor’s examination room with the knowledge that a complete stranger is about to put their finger up there, and doubly so when there’s a large Emma Freud taking up three quarters of it.

The moment of truth arrived, and this delicate flower gently inserted a tiny digit into my bottom. Is what I would have liked to have happened. Instead, in one swift movement she rammed her finger in my arse up to the elbow.

Jesusmaryandjosephandallthegoddamneddisciples, I suggested. My eyes swam out of focus whilst she manoeuvred what felt like a large cactus inside my unmentionables.

Mercifully shortly after she withdrew, leaving me a sweating, shivering wreck lying there. She then handed me a wad of blue roll, “it seems to have burst” she nonchalantly added. I went to mop up, to find my buttocks in a state reminiscent of the shower scene in Carrie.

I left with a piece of green paper in one hand and a wad of blue in the other, and hobbled downstairs to collect a tube of industrial strength Arsegrapes-B-Gone.

On the upside, the impromptu detonation of my little friend proved to be a massive help; once the shock and searing pain subsided I felt much, much better. It all cleared up shortly afterwards. Beyond one brief relapse where I didn’t have any pain but suddenly started menstruating for a fortnight, it’s been fine ever since.

So there you go. Should you ever be fortunate enough to find yourself with a sudden case of the Clements, I recommend finding a nice lady doctor with a gentle bedside manner to forcibly explode the bastards.

Little wax coated torpedo shaped pills up my bum for a few weeks. About 2″ long, 1/2″ diameter. Wasn’t a problem except my poo wax wax coated for a while.

Isn’t standard procedure for something too embarrassing to go and see your local GP to go on a TV show broadcast to millions of homes with up close camera footage or your rusty sheriffs badge?

I say get it sorted, GP’s will have seen far worse.

scapegoat that was great. Your story had me on the edge of my seat.

thanks a lot guys for the advice/comedy 😆

will make an appointment with the doc (as i should have done years ago).

Get it seen too , its no worse than hanging your Man Veg out for all the world to see when having a vasectomy like myself and countless others on here have.

Sat morning in a freezing cold room in Feb ,legs akimbo whilst a Doc and his glamorous assistant create small talk with you whilst wiping your balls down with iodine ready for the above isn’t my ideal way to spend a weekend morning but needs must.

I had an appointment the other week and first thing he did was make me bend over and stuck his finger up my bum.
Think i need to change my dentist. 😀

RF90, you don’t have to go to the docs to get stuff for piles, you can get medication over the counter. I prefer the bullets, and a weeks worth of them usually sees me right. Mix them with drinking Guinness and see if you can shit ying and yang.

Piles, ya I posted on STW several months ago when it was making a nuisance of itself in my arse. Went to the doctors and got probed instead. Used some Anusol and 3 weeks later it disappeared by itself.

Mine was like a clotted and bloated blood vessel the size of kidney bean in purple colour trying to burst. Bloody painful and itchy like hell.

Many years ago same thing happened but it was not subsiding/healing so went to the medical centre where I got to see an Aussie doctor while on specialist training in UK, he relived my pain by making a small incision to release the clotted pressure and gave me some cream. The pain was immediately gone the moment there was blood letting. It was fine within 1 week. No pain whatsoever.

However this simple blood letting is no longer practice by UK doctor anymore because of whatever reasons like infection etc …

Several months ago I was offered banding or surgery but I avoided both as there is no guarantee it will not recur even after the procedures.

Ya, a very nice lady doctor was probing me too which is nice considering I was in pain.

😀

Best to go and make an appointment with DR Bendover, nothing they havent seen before,take a go pro and ask them to film what theyre doing then post it on Youtube, amateur Embarrasing Bodies, IF youre lucky they will then refer you for a Barium Enema and rigid colonoscopy, both involving a dose of PICOLAX, LAXATIVE, BOWEL EVACUATION POWDER.

Rather have an attractive female GP stick her lubed up finger up my bum than a man 😉
Ended up at my GPs after my piles went nuclear and after a quick look and a sharp intake of breath he sent me straight to hospital! I couldn’t sit, stand or lie flat I was in that much pain.I had to lie on my side with my cheeks held apart. Waited a day or so in hospital for a slot in theatre but kept getting put back on the list due to emergencies so I opted for a local anaesthetic in a side ward and they chopped them off there and then.Was not embarrassed at all despite my gf’s auntie being the ward sister and my mates gf the nurse on the ward-you couldn’t make it up.Was a bit embarrssed when I went clubbing the next weekend and got searched on the door and the bouncer pulled out this big sanitary towel type thing from my coat pocket that the hospital had given me when I was discharged.

Unfortunate choice of last word there.

Wife is a GP. Showed her this and she yawned. Looking at piles is a near daily activity that doesn’t really register as something worth getting embarresed about

I recal going to my GP at the age of 19 about my piles ( had them since I was about 13….. Doing squats with an 18 stone adult on my shoulders rugby training was the cause). He told me to tell him when I felt pain as it felt like he had inserted a fist up my arse and prodded my thrombosed pile! I let him know……..
I find that lack of exercise will exacerbate them if they’ve flared up as will a crap diet/lack of fibre/ constipation but on the whole once you’ve got them under control life’s not such a blood bath……..I declined surgical intervention as I had some older mates who had suffered all sorts of piles operation traumas and then gone on to develop more the same 😯
Sod that!

Your GP will be open this morning. Hopefully you’ll be able to confirm you’ve booked a visit…

give it a wipe before you go though.

So Mr RF, been? Huh?

Sure I could email you, but will probably just keep bumping this thread until you confirm it’s sorted.

I know. My thoughtfulness shocks me sometimes 🙂

You could always try what they call the Sunny Beach Remedy

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