I made a comment in a thread about the time I had to go to the ER because I got kicked in the nuts. (No need for clinical terminology on Rally Point. Everyone knows they are testicles...and darned if anyone call them that. Junk, Family Jewels, balls, cajoles, ...but rarely testicles.)
So I remember a little about how it happened, noting after it happened. Except ...for a comment the ER Doctor made. So here is the story.
When I was a kid, boys bikes had a bar from the seat to the handle bar. Every kid I know had a "nut bang" against that bar. Which is why I preferred my sister's bike! It was safer. LOL
And everyone who has played baseball, well, one bad hop and you get to feel that experience. And every man I know, has accidentally been kicked in the balls by a baby, T ball bat, or playing around with a girl friend. Those were usually funny, after a little squirming. And you recovered quickly.
But a direct hit, with force...is rare. And here is my story.
Two of the friends got in a fight at a party. To much beer mixed with to much testosterone, with to little self control, is not a good combination.
So they got in a fight. I grabbed one of the guys and tried to "chicken wing" him. Being an experienced bar room brawler, the guy just shifted his weight, forcing me to brace my legs a bit wider to keep him in check. Once I did that, he simply lifted his leg (I was behind him) and put the heel of his boot right into my crotch ...from the bottom. Nothing to absorb the blow except two nuts in a bag.
I immediately didn't care about the fight anymore. In fact, I didn't remember anything for a while.
The next conscious thought I had was overhearing the ER Doctor say: "Give him some sodium pentanol - or we will never get him out of the Fetal Position. Later I woke up in a hospital bed, with my scrotum the size of a cantaloupe. I had two bruised testicles and internal bleeding. My nuts were resting on some sort of fat pad and they had a little wire hoop across the middle of my bed so I couldn't see below my waist. Every once in a while, a Nurse or orderly would come in and check on me. Lift that sheet, and go: "Oh, man. That had to hurt."
I think they weren't even my Nurses or Orderlies, I think they just wanted to see the damage. LOL
After that, I never tried to break a fight up again. At least not by grabbing anybody who was fighting. I didn't start it, but I definitely got finished by it. LOL
On the chart it merely said: "Scrotal Hematoma."