Formula1: I know you’ve been on the forum a while and have posted about this quite a bit. I’m really sorry to hear you have not yet resolved the problem. Sometimes drastic events calls for drastic measures.
Have you tried MT2 or PT-141: bremelanotide? For me this is better than Cialis or Viagra. Works in the brain to stimulate libido rather than just increasing blood-flow to the penis. Maybe you should give it a shot. I’ve always felt your problem sounded more psychological than physical. But I’m not a doctor.
Check out my MT2 thread, lots of info there. Here is some info on just the PT: 141 without the darkening factor:
This is an experimental drug, so beware all the warnings. It is not FDA approved. But if I was in your shoes, I’d try everything before giving up at 45.
Good luck, dude.
Keep us posted
It’s funny that you bring up PT-141. Back several years ago, maybe two years after I first got sick, my doctor in my old hometown brought up PT-141. He said at that time they were coming out with it and maybe I would benefit from it. I moved to my current city in 2007. Brought PT-141 up to my new doctor and he said he had not heard anything about it. I looked from time to time at one of the overseas drug places where you get Viagra and Cialis from because they said they were going to carry PT-141. Last I heard early last year, they didn’t know if they were ever going to get it. So is it now available? If so where can you get it? You can PM me if we are not allowed to say so here.
It’s always been my contention that when I got sick in 2002 I suffered some sort of brain damage at the same time. I say that because I now my brain doesn’t work like it used to. I have become much more stupid than I was before. I don’t learn things anymore. Before the illness I was able to fantisize easily about sex, women, etc. I could get an erection by just closing my eyes and thinking about something. Back then I could be at work at my desk, get a good fantasy going and then not be able to get up because of the huge boner I had. After the illness I can’t think about anything for more than a fraction of a second. My mind runs everywhere. I don’t even dream the same way anymore. Used to I would dream one long dream the entire night. Now I dream in segments. On, off, on, off.