His name was chris and this is his story:

Everyone told me it didn't hurt much, so I wasn't too scared: I lay on the bed and the nurse sweabbed me with alcohol. and painted me with gentian violet I think.

The doctor approached with a needle, and said "Just a little scratch Mr White" He stretched my scrotum over my testicle, and stuck the needle into the plum itself. The agony was unbelievable, but only lasted a second or so. Then he started pumping the anaesthetic in: sweat broke out all over, I felt sick, my eyes blurred, I wanted to scream (I may have). I would have confessed anything. Then the anaesthetic started to work. The pain vanished. My breathing returned to normal, and I thought that at least the worst was over...

"There, that wasn't too bad Mr White, was it.? Now we'll just see to the other one..."

Stu