Sharlip said that would give me the weekend to take it easy. I'm not exactly sure why - maybe because he'd made it all seem more routine - but I made the appointment with Sharlip. Yes, it would hurt a little, but mostly I'd just feel a gentle tugging. The whole thing would only take about 40 minutes, he said, and I could drive myself home. A general anesthetic would make me feel horrible for a couple of days a local anesthetic was smarter and safer. He also said I'd be so groggy afterward someone would have to drive me home. Then would come an anesthetic that would leave me awake but numb to pain. We chatted for a bit as he breezily outlined a procedure that began with a tranquilizer to ease my nerves, followed by gas to soften my fear. Neither name sounded especially friendly, particularly Sharlip - which was awfully close to sharp. Therefore, it was time for me - as a sensitive, responsible guy - to go get cut. Ira Sharlip - and the word vasectomy underlined beneath, I got the message: Jayne had decided that our two young sons were now old enough and healthy enough to be considered "keepers" - no more children for us. So a few months ago when Jayne brought home a piece of notepaper with two names written on it, Dr. I wouldn't dare compare that with a relatively simple, 30-minute, minor surgical procedure done in a doctor's office and with local anesthesia.
#Snip snip for men skin#
With pregnancy comes a whole new set of probes and monitors and, in Jayne's case, two cesarean sections that involved cutting through skin and muscle and womb to remove the baby. Speaking of harsh, over the years Jayne - like most women - has regularly endured a kind of medical humiliation men would never stand for: climbing into gynecological stirrups, having gloved hands inserted inside her. It's a harsh sounding word, meaning the tying or surgical snipping of the vas deferens, those precious hose lines that carry sperm from the testicles to the penis. That's when Jayne first mentioned the word vasectomy. Consequently, in our 18 years together the prevention, as well as production, of babies has fallen on her. Having grown up in that camera-flash moment of wide-open sexual exploration we now refer to as the '60s, my view of responsible birth control never went much past asking the woman I was about to become intimate with if she "had any protection." As an adult, I hooked up with a woman so exceedingly responsible that she'd started taking birth-control pills a good two years before she ever needed them - just in case. The little boy deep down inside was going, "Nooooooooooooooo." I would just have to suck it up and face the pain. Going in for a vasectomy is not the kind of thing you share with the guys at work either. Just the thought of a knife wielded down there brings shivering, or more accurately, shriveling.
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