Anyway, right now he doesn't have anything for the pain so he's going through hell.Anyway, right now he doesn't have anything for the pain so he's going through hell. In a few hours I'll put him on Diazepam to help with the trauma he's going through. I don't want the boy sedated until his condition has stabilized a bit more." I nodded. "How bad was he hurt, Doctor?" The man looked out of the window for a while, then turned back to me. "Bad enough. It's hard to tell at this stage. It's very likely, most likely, that the boy has been permanently damaged." "Damaged how?" I asked awkwardly as I shifted uncomfortably in my seat. "In injuries of this type, as bad as this, well there's always some loss of testicular function." He looked at me. "How severe it is depends. Usually if the swelling comes down quickly and there isn't too much clotting in the testes then there is no impairment of the function, or very little." I nodded. "In his case, the clotting has been very bad. As I said, from the look of the bruising I'd say that it happened maybe two days ago. Frankly I'd be surprised if any testicular function remains." "Meaning what, Doctor? He's likely to be sterile?" "Honestly? Yes! I'd say that was more than likely. At his age, I'd guess he's about nine-and-a-half or ten, and the extent of the damage, I'd say there's about a ninety to ninety-five percent chance of that." "Poor little bugger," I breathed out. "Yes, you could say that I think. Being sterile is only half the problem." I shook my head sadly, "What's that mean?" "I'm sure you know that the testes produce more than sperm. They also play a vital role in the boy's physical development," the doctor said. |