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    My Pecker Ain`t Working
    My Pecker Ain`t Working
    My Pecker Ain`t Working
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    My Pecker Ain`t Working

    By Richard Mousseau

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    My
    PECKER
    AIN`T WORKING

    A must read for any man concerned about Prostate Cancer.
    This transcript is a patient’s view of medical practices between a patient, doctor, hospital, surgery and recovery.
    I relate my personal experience of dealing with prostate cancer; the options, recovery and an over-all point of view that should be shared with all men.
    Man’s experience should be understood by women who support their man.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherMoose Hide Books imprint of Moose Enterprise Publishing
    Release dateMar 23, 2018
    ISBN9781927393512
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      My Pecker Ain`t Working - Richard Mousseau

      My Pecker Ain`t Working

      My Pecker Ain`t Working

      My

      Pecker

      Ain`t Working

      Life’s Point of View by

      Richard Mousseau

      MOOSE HIDE BOOKS

      imprint of

      MOOSE ENTERPRISE PUBLISHING

      PRINCE TOWNSHIP

      ONTARIO, CANADA

      cover illustration by Rick Mousseau

      My Pecker Ain`t Working

      By

      Richard Mousseau

      Copyright January 15, 2018

      Published June 1, 2018

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      THIS BOOK IS A BIOGRAPHY OF HISTORY AND OF THE PERSONS THAT HAVE CREATED THE HISTORY. THIS COLLECTION OF STORIES IS TRUE TO THE BEST OF THE AUTHOR’S ABILITY IN RESEARCHING AND WRITING OF THE FACTS. THESE STORIES ARE GIVEN WITH THE GREATEST AMOUNT OF RESPECT TO THE PEOPLE AND OF HISTORY. THERE IS NO MALICIOUS INTENT TO THOSE LIVING OR TO THOSE DECEASED. CREATIVE NARRATIVE IS USED TO ENHANCE THE STORY LINES.

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      Library and Archives Canada Cataloguing in Publication

      Mousseau, Richard E., author

      My pecker ain’t working / Richard Mousseau

      Issued in print and electronic formats.

      ISBN 978-1-927393-50-5 (softcover).—ISBN 978-1-927393-51-2 (PDF)

      Mousseau, Richard E—Health. 2. Prostate—Cancer—Patients—

      Canada—Biography. I. Title.

      RC280.P7M68 2018362.19699’4630092C2018-900871-7

      C2018-900872-5

      My

      Pecker

      Ain`t Working

      PROLOGUE

      ONE DAY IT ALL BEGAN

      My . . ., whang, johnson, peter, woody, long-john, poker, willy, hot dog, little-friend, ding-a-ling, honey-dipper, dick, salami, boner, cock, dinky, wanker, dip-stick, doinker, helmet-man, rod, joystick, shaft, middle-leg, pee-pee, broom-stick, pole, dangler, prick, soldier, old-fella, sausage, fire-hose, old-faithful, shaft, stiffy, tool, nibbler, limp-noodle, weenie, dill-doe, little-bald-friend, weiner, wiener, hound-dog, limp-dick, willie, meat, or a multitude of names both men and women use to identify the human male penis, . . ., regardless, my pecker was not working!

      Out of the blue, and when thinking that the old-fella will never let me down. The male anatomy would not stand at attention. Every man states that this situation will never happen to them. At some point in time, it will happen. Though the occurrence may be isolated, there is joy when Mr. whang springs into action ahead of time, and the thought of future problems fade. Man is known for not dwelling on a problem if it corrects itself. We do not ask; why is limpness happening, will it happen again, what are the causes? All we men think about is getting wee-willy to salute the flag . . ., now when needed.

      Like all typical men, I did not dwell on the matter at this particular-moment. Logically thinking, I figured that I just had my singular ‘it happens’ moment in time. Relief of worry evaporated instantly when old-faithful rose to the occasion twice, a day after the first setback. No longer was the mind needed for deciphering a problem, I left the thinking to my little-bald-friend.

      In hind-sight, I should have paid attention to the action, or lack of action of my wanker. The incident was one indication of a future body problem. Other symptoms also occurred, hints, clues leading to a future diagnosis. Not all symptoms were related to penis function, yet I became aware and started to assemble a list, and ask myself questions. Call this self diagnosis, with limited knowledge of why the body screws up, nor having an ability to self-cure.

      No one can have answers to everything, and I did not research or read medical books. Why, because the various incidents came and went. I would call them glitches in life because the body bounced back, self-cured. So, I thought, until a second incident happened when the mind became sexually aroused, and sent commands for action down to dip-stick, and . . ., and nothing happened. Mr. dick was not in the mood. Not in the mood? When is the pecker not in the mood. Dinky is always in the mood. Although pecker-head attempted to be a team player, it quit in foreplay. Plain up and quit. I correct myself, drooped and quit.

      Every man’s nightmare happened, and this was to be the beginning, leading to an end. Before stating what is the end, the journey must be revealed, starting at the beginning. This forthcoming story is a personal journey through a hiccup in life. All men should read this account. Statistics say, one out of eight men, selected randomly will experience a similar incident. And, women who care about and for their male partner should also read this account. Women need to be sympathetic, and more supportive mentally and in a physical manner. Gay men are not exempt, you also fall into statistics of, ‘one out of eight’.

      This limp-dick symptom, I experienced, is the first indication of a problem. I must state that for me, a man, a limp-dick is of importance above all other drastic disasters; earthquakes, floods, war, divorce, and even before that last moment when death at an old age knocks on the door, for the last thing I want to fail is my pecker.

      ONE

      A LEAKING FIRE-HOSE

      Women are often heard to say, ‘you made me laugh so much, I pee’ed my pants’. Having delivered a baby, that is a miracle, yet it also comes with after-affects. The body is stretched and deformed, and the normal location of body parts are strained. Women tend to leak a little after giving birth. Men seem to expect the reasoning, because it happens to women.

      The first thing a man thinks of when leaking happens to them, they say, ‘my junk ain`t working’. Most of the time, they are not laughing when feeling a warmth dipping down a leg. There I was, lifting a pail of water when the warm sensation was felt. The blame was placed on wee-willy, as if my long-john had a defective shut-off valve. There is no built-in valve on the penis. As if I am supposed to know better. I am typical, I don’t know how the human anatomy works, it just does. When a single occurrence becomes recurring, I began to question why?

      Even though I was aging, physically, my mind considered living as if twenty-years old. I was sixty-years old, and still thought I was young, and everyone above sixty-years old was old. Only old people begin to ware out, and not me. When I began leaking at inopportune moments, the conclusion was, ‘my body is just getting older and occasional leaking happens’.

      I don’t know the reasoning, but men tend to postpone any thought of seeking a doctor, unless absolutely, positively necessary, or a wife or mother books an appointment. Even then a twisting of an arm is required. Men work through the pain and any weird happenings until the body shakes out the glitches and is back to normal. After the fact, all is forgotten.

      That was my thinking. I accepted the rare drip, drip, until? On a day when I needed to do little chores around the farm, the morning started with an unnatural short wake-up urination. No big deal. What was unusual, was a limp dill-doe, morning stiffness was absent. Every man expects to salute the day when waking. Maybe not enough water was taken in before sleep. The day commenced, warm, clear and I consumed quenching liquid and proceeded to water the ground every fifteen minutes with only dribble, dribble, and a drop from a last shake of old-faithful.

      On the farm, I assume the natural ways of farm animals, I just whip out broom-stick and add moisture to the parched ground, anywhere, anytime. Today, I was doing a lot of watering, but not in volume. I

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