This kind of reminds me of the machine shop dude that would masturbate against a belt sander when all his co-workers were at lunch. One day he lost his balance and the sander tore one of his testicles out and flinged it across the room. Not wanting to draw attention to what happened, he stapled his torn nut-sack back closed with an industrial stapler, cleaned up the blood and little bits of torn flesh and went back to work, his co-workers none the wiser. That is, until his scrotum became infected and he had to see the doc.
1991 Honorable Mention: Scrotum Self-Repair
1991 Honorable Mention: Scrotum Self-Repair: One morning I was called to the emergency room by the head ER nurse. She directed me to a patient who had refused to describe his problem other then to say that he 'needed a doctor who took care of men's troubles.'
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