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Life is funny. Not haha funny, I don't feel very haha funny at the moment, but funny.
5 years ago, when I was 19, I didn't excpect to be where I am today. I hadn't even thought about having children, and now I have 2. 2 wonderful little girls, and I don't want any more.
In 5 years time I don't want to changing nappies again. In 20 years time I don't want to have to find a babysitter before I can go out with my wife.
So what could we do about this situation?
Drastic action was decided upon. Sterilisation.
The only question remaining was who.
Now my wife has had 2 Caesarian sections, and the operation for female sterilisation would invole cutting her open again, giving those poor stomach muscles another bashing.
Male sterilisation is an easier operation, and much more successful.
So it would be me.
So yesterday I went into Newmarket Hospital, and had a vasectomy.
The operation involves making a two cuts into the scrotum under local anesthetic, and cutting away sections of the tubes that carry the old baby making juice.
So I lay there and let this bloke do this to me. And he covered me in iodine. You know how long that stuff takes to wash off?
The operation itself is relatively painless, you only feel the needle going in for a second before it goes all numb. I didn't even try to watch what was going on, but Lisa was there beside me, taking it all in, watching this guy cut me open, yank on my tubes, cut them open, sow them up, and stich me back up again.
So I've got stiches, and I'm walking funny.
And it feels much like I've taken a heavy blow in the gonads, but apparently this will soon wear away.
The things we do for love, hey!
5 years ago, when I was 19, I didn't excpect to be where I am today. I hadn't even thought about having children, and now I have 2. 2 wonderful little girls, and I don't want any more.
In 5 years time I don't want to changing nappies again. In 20 years time I don't want to have to find a babysitter before I can go out with my wife.
So what could we do about this situation?
Drastic action was decided upon. Sterilisation.
The only question remaining was who.
Now my wife has had 2 Caesarian sections, and the operation for female sterilisation would invole cutting her open again, giving those poor stomach muscles another bashing.
Male sterilisation is an easier operation, and much more successful.
So it would be me.
So yesterday I went into Newmarket Hospital, and had a vasectomy.
The operation involves making a two cuts into the scrotum under local anesthetic, and cutting away sections of the tubes that carry the old baby making juice.
So I lay there and let this bloke do this to me. And he covered me in iodine. You know how long that stuff takes to wash off?
The operation itself is relatively painless, you only feel the needle going in for a second before it goes all numb. I didn't even try to watch what was going on, but Lisa was there beside me, taking it all in, watching this guy cut me open, yank on my tubes, cut them open, sow them up, and stich me back up again.
So I've got stiches, and I'm walking funny.
And it feels much like I've taken a heavy blow in the gonads, but apparently this will soon wear away.
The things we do for love, hey!
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Blimey!
Maybe it wasnt a painful operation, but it sure made me close my legs reading that! OUCH!
Maybe it wasnt a painful operation, but it sure made me close my legs reading that! OUCH!
Life is funny. Not haha funny, I don't feel very haha funny at the moment, but funny.
5 years ago, when I was 19, I didn't excpect to be where I am today. I hadn't even thought about having children, and now I have 2. 2 wonderful little girls, and I don't want any more.
In 5 years time I don't want to changing nappies again. In 20 years time I don't want to have to find a babysitter before I can go out with my wife.
So what could we do about this situation?
Drastic action was decided upon. Sterilisation.
The only question remaining was who.
Now my wife has had 2 Caesarian sections, and the operation for female sterilisation would invole cutting her open again, giving those poor stomach muscles another bashing.
Male sterilisation is an easier operation, and much more successful.
So it would be me.
So yesterday I went into Newmarket Hospital, and had a vasectomy.
The operation involves making a two cuts into the scrotum under local anesthetic, and cutting away sections of the tubes that carry the old baby making juice.
So I lay there and let this bloke do this to me. And he covered me in iodine. You know how long that stuff takes to wash off?
The operation itself is relatively painless, you only feel the needle going in for a second before it goes all numb. I didn't even try to watch what was going on, but Lisa was there beside me, taking it all in, watching this guy cut me open, yank on my tubes, cut them open, sow them up, and stich me back up again.
So I've got stiches, and I'm walking funny.
And it feels much like I've taken a heavy blow in the gonads, but apparently this will soon wear away.
The things we do for love, hey!
5 years ago, when I was 19, I didn't excpect to be where I am today. I hadn't even thought about having children, and now I have 2. 2 wonderful little girls, and I don't want any more.
In 5 years time I don't want to changing nappies again. In 20 years time I don't want to have to find a babysitter before I can go out with my wife.
So what could we do about this situation?
Drastic action was decided upon. Sterilisation.
The only question remaining was who.
Now my wife has had 2 Caesarian sections, and the operation for female sterilisation would invole cutting her open again, giving those poor stomach muscles another bashing.
Male sterilisation is an easier operation, and much more successful.
So it would be me.
So yesterday I went into Newmarket Hospital, and had a vasectomy.
The operation involves making a two cuts into the scrotum under local anesthetic, and cutting away sections of the tubes that carry the old baby making juice.
So I lay there and let this bloke do this to me. And he covered me in iodine. You know how long that stuff takes to wash off?
The operation itself is relatively painless, you only feel the needle going in for a second before it goes all numb. I didn't even try to watch what was going on, but Lisa was there beside me, taking it all in, watching this guy cut me open, yank on my tubes, cut them open, sow them up, and stich me back up again.
So I've got stiches, and I'm walking funny.
And it feels much like I've taken a heavy blow in the gonads, but apparently this will soon wear away.
The things we do for love, hey!
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