None so far, but as we are about to move back to Germany, I suspect that will not last.
Worst one I ever had was about 6 years ago, coincidently in Germany. Thought I'd twisted one of my scrotums as I had a sharp pain down there. Next day it was a bit itchy, so had a check and thought it was a blood blister, but would certainly remember any catching of the marble pouch in a zip, who wouldn't. Called to the wife to have a closer look, she does have a biology degree, so thought she'd have clue, nope. So got some tweezers and grabbed a bit, thinking it would pop the blister, nope! Bit of a tug and realised it wasn't a blister. Hmm, thinks I, well in for a-penny....suddenly my left testee looked like that bloke out the Fantastic Four. Still more 'tugging' and it was now about 4 inches long, didn't realise I was related to Strech Armstrong. Still ore 'pulling' and finally, pop! It was a bloody tick!
Well, the wife immediately went off on one, you know 'what have you been up to?' 'Who have you been rolling round the fields with?' A few days of stony silence from the wife (that was nice mind) and many protestations of my innocence, the wife finally came up to me very sheepish. 'What could pants did you have on the day you had a pain in you left nut?' 'Blue' says I. 'Oh, I've just remembered, I dropped those in the garden, doing the washing last week'. An apology would have been nice. 😀😀