Welcome to the Order of the Navel Orange. Our motto is: “All juice and no seeds!”
Well, I’ve paid attention to this, and can attest that in my husband’s case, appearance, viscosity, and taste are identical, before and after.
Carry on.
Why not have her get Essure instead?
I’m the one that doesn’t want to get anyone pregnant. It was simple enough to take matters into my own hands, as it were. If, as she put it, she were to get hit by a bus tomorrow, and I ultimately found another partner, I would not have to worry about a new person’s birth control choices.
That being said, I don’t know anyone personally who has gone through the Essure procedure, but it seems effective, and I certainly wouldn’t object if she opted to go that route for herself.
That’s it.
Is marriage a social contract?
If it was up to me, you wouldn’t have to go thru this.
Seriously??? 36 hours after mine I flew to Vegas to play Black Jack with a friend of mine.
There is nothing to go through. It was hardly sore, and I am responsible for not making anyone pregnant.
Besides, children cramp my style.
Well, there’s this: One-frame cartoon I saw once (think it was in one of those dirty-joke-a-day calendars): Two elderly men in jail cell, one sitting on bed, one chalking up another obligatory tally mark on the wall. Elderly man sitting on bed says: “The one thing I regret, Spike, is that we never had children.”
This Halloween will mark 25 years since mine, and no difference. No peas and carrots for me - we can afford ice packs in my house. Very little discomfort. The only negative in my experience was that one of the doctors doing the procedure chose to wear vampire fangs which was a bit disturbing.
BTW, we found not having to worry about birth control was a big plus. My wife liked IUDs, but there was an IUD scare back then and they were almost impossible to get in the US. After our second kid was born we were thinking about going to Denmark to get one inserted, but we decided a vasectomy was better. We spent the money we saved on a cruise in the southern Caribbean instead.
My wife reported the same findings following my procedure 8 years ago.
I had mine done on a Friday afternoon, and the rest of that day I was a little uncomfortable. Saturday I just took things easy, Sunday was a normal Sunday, and Monday I was back at work. Tuesday, after assuring my wife that I felt ready, she gave me a test drive. I’ve never looked back.
Heh. Funkist.
I’ve got mild CMT and am thinking about getting one. Problem is I’m only 26. I have no desire to breed, and I remember my infant brother screaming for a month after his joint surgery so he’d walk better. My mom is on a cane and enough pain killers to knock people out. Since it’s a 50% chance per CHILD I think I should get cut. What do you think? CMT is hereditary neuropathy
It’s been over 20 years so my memory might be wrong but…
You need to have a few orgasms prior to the test to “flush” the system.
I was concerned so I popped a pain pill and gave it a test drive the next day. If possible avoid having your partner make queries about how you feel during the act - it can be distracting.
Most people can be moderately active almost immediately. The bed rest is recommended because most complications arise as a result of being overly active. It is really a risk mitigation thing.
Because I was in a military clinic (not allowed to sue being on active duty), they wanted my wife’s signature on a form acknowledging risks.
I drove myself home after the procedure in a car with a manual transmission.
I agree that the worst part is the momentary pain when they use the needle to numb the area. Mentally, seeing the smoke rise when they cauterized the ends was “interesting”.
Before you did it, did you have a natural leg crossing reflex to thinking about it? How did you get past it?
Or did you never have a brain-squeezing, gut-tightening, leg-crossing, penis-hiding reaction to the thought of a vasectomy?
I also drove myself home in a stick. Maybe not the wisest decision in the world, but both of the cars we own are manual, and my only other option was my motorcycle, which I assumed would be a bad idea!
And yes, I actually joked with my doctor about watching smoke rising from my crotch as it was happening. He said that he had once done a fireman and felt the need to warn him to please not jump up to put out any fires.
You know, in years past, when vasectomies were a vague concept that had nothing to do with me, I’d have that sort of cringe reaction. But once I was seriously considering it for myself, I didn’t find myself at all concerned about the physical aspect of the procedure. I was hoping that I wouldn’t be incapacitated the whole weekend, but I never had the “OH MY GOD SOMEONE’S PUTTING A KNIFE NEAR MY PENIS!!!” worries.
OK, that’s partially a lie. During my consultation visit, both my fiancee and I noticed – independently of one another – that my doctor has very, VERY thick glasses. Like, it felt like you were looking at his eyes through a magnifying glass. So, there were definitely a couple of jokes made about hoping the right things get cut. But I was never seriously in any fear.
Having had a vasectomy are you even still a guy?
As a fellow traveler I can say this.
I hope.
No, it doesn’t. Unless, of course, you look at it under a microscope.
Hopefully the OP doesn’t mind me offering my response- if so, my apologies.
I had no squeamish reflex ahead of time. I had read about it on the ethertubes, knew that it had nothing to do with my actual testes (procedurally, at least), and that it just involved a rather painless snip & removal of part of the vas deferens. Eh, harmless.
Afterward, I was talking to some friends my age who basically knew nothing about what the procedure involved, and had a surprising lack of understanding about it. They thought everything from I wouldn’t be able to ejaculate any longer, to not being able to get an erection.
We were raised in the same town, went to the same high school, and were exposed to the same things. How could your understanding of this be so off the mark?
Physiologically, there is absolutely no difference in my ability to do any of those things now than before the procedure. The only difference there is, is that I can’t father any children. Just the way I like it.