After waiting waaay too long to get it done, I went under the knife in December and today got back a completely negative sample.
So hey, celebrate with me, celebrate your own, turn it in to an AMA, whatever! Today is a good day.
Woo hoo! Congratulations.
This year marks 16 years since I had my tubes tied. I was only in my early 30’s and people told me I would regret it. I never have.
Congrats. My lil’wrekker is a Vasectomy baby. After the shock wore off we accepted it as a blessing. And boy did she deliver. Of course, I’m glad the swimmers were gone after that. It’s been 20years.
Happy Valentine’s Day! 
We don’t usually do Valentine’s Day, but I guess this year we’ll…y’know…DO Valentine’s Day. 
Yiiikes! Was that after getting cleared? My brother had a friend who never bothered to follow up with the checkup, and ended up having another one.
Mr.Wrekker was in a hurry. We thought for sure it had been long enough. They checked him for an extra vas def-cha-ma-call-it. He had none. One just slipped out and met it’s mate/egg right at the correct time. And, she’s nearly perfect. Best girl ever. IMHO. 20yo this year.
Been baby-proofed for… 10 years or so. Really wasn’t a big deal. I remember an old episode of Home Improvement where big macho man’s man Tim freaked out at the thought of getting snipped. I saw that one after I had it done and laughed a lot… the procedure was no big deal. I spent a day with a bag of frozen peas between my legs and a Nintendo controller handy. After 36 hours or so allwas well.
Of course, my doctor cauterized the vas after he cut them. I remember looking down and seeing smoke… smoke coming out of a hole in my scrotum. I laid my head back down and told myself that, from that day forward I would be able to handle anything because I had just witnessed my own nads on fire–and lived to tell the tale.
Had mine done after right after the birth of my daughter, eight years ago. Doctor’s name was Nutting. He tried talking politics while he held my balls in his hand under a knife (he a Republican, I a Democrat). I wasn’t having it, and I successfully turned the conversation to, I believe, baseball.
When I had my snip, the doc was checking me out down there and was vaguely commenting to one of the nurses, who was apparently learning about the procedure, about how my junk was in some way “ideal”. I really, really, REALLY wanted to make a joke about how he needed to discuss this with my wife, but decided that having the surgeon laugh while poking around in my scrotum was ill-advised.
Eons ago, a couple I babysat for decided after their surprise baby showed up, he’d get the ol’ snip. And being a macho manly man, he couldn’t be bothered with the whole rest-with-a-bag-of-peas silliness. yeah. Then he spent 3 days in bed in agony.
Around the same time, another friend was telling me how he and his wife had decided before they married that they absolutely didn’t want kids, and since it would be easier on him than on her, he got fixed. But not before fighting with several doctors to convince them that no, he did not want children, period, end of discussion. Forty years later, neither of them has any regrets.
So, anyway, congrats!
The freaky part for me wasn’t the smoke, it was the burning flesh smell. And holy crap it’s creeping up on 30 years.
Interestingly, that’s the one procedure the state of ID would do (at that time anyway) that the state would pick up the bill for, no questions asked, regardless of income. They considered it a small investment in not potentially paying larger welfare benefits later
Any way, to the OP, party on dude!
I’ve been putting it off for a few years with all sorts of excuses. Maybe this year…
Congrats OP!
Preach it, brother. I still remember that… although it’s been more like 20 years for me. I had the procedure after our third son was born and my wife and I very quickly reached a consensus that we didn’t want any more kids after that. No regrets since then, not once.
I’ve always found that the topic of baseball is my sure-fire way to inhibit poorly-timed erections, so I imagine it worked in that instance, as well.
I got mine done about 5 years ago- totally uneventful during and afterward, other than the smoke and smell others have mentioned.
I do recall having a fairly entertaining conversation with the surgeon during the procedure- we had some common interests to talk about, so it was a sort of weird situation where it was more like having a fun conversation with a new person, interspersed with anesthetic pops, weird tugs and pulls and the occasional puff of smoke rising from my crotch.
I got mine done about 5 years ago.
TMI: Doc told me I have a “short scrotum”. Didn’t mean anything to me as it’s the only one I’ve ever known. Until the procedure where the nurse had to pull on my nuts the whole time to give him room to cut/tie/burn/suture. It was extremely unpleasant.
For those who have had it done, why do you consider the fairly severe, one-off inconvenience of having it done preferable to the small, regular inconvenience of using contraception?
Oh boy, not even close for me. The one time “inconvenience” was no big deal. Neither the surgery nor the recovery were difficult or unusually unpleasant. Having sex spontaneously and without contraception or fear of pregnancy for the following 20 years (so far), Priceless. I wish I had done it sooner.