i have a lot of respect for men who decide to have vasectomies. men who have decided, themselves, on their own, without badgering or threat of bobbittization from a significant other. men who know themselves well enough and have the balls (pun intended) to say “i’ve had enough kids and i’m going to take it upon myself to do the responsible thing and ensure i don’t create an unwanted life” or “i do not want children now or in the future…”
men’s perception of contraception has changed drastically (most guys i know wouldn’t think twice about putting a on a condom), but when it comes to sterilization they’re still cavemen at heart. even with a houseful of children and no desire for more, they’d rather send their wives or girlfriends under the knife or to the pharmacy every month to keep from procreating. they must be able to spread their seed, whether they want to or not.
i understand the whole “don’t think i’m letting you near mr. big with that scalpel” reaction, but the truth of the matter is a vasectomy is a minor procedure when compared to a tubal ligation for women. it’s a filling as opposed to a root canal. hell, there is probably the same piddling amount of anesthetic involved for both.
so, to the handful of men i know who have taken this brave step, i salute you. to the rest of ’em, what are you waiting for? *cutting gesture with fingers* snip-snip!
That’s a good idea, ‘cept I think I’ll wait a while. I’m PRETTY sure I don’t want kids…
Can guys with vasectomies still drive Porsches?
of course! hey… maybe that’ll be the new criteria!
btw, you *can* freeze some of your swimmers if you decide later you do want rugrats.
its the least I could do…she did bear two 10 pound children for me.
October 29th is the consultation date.
Deer facing headlights.
nobody’s going near my bits with a scalpel. fullstop. period. end of discussion. and for the record, i’d never ask anyone to go on the pill or seek sterilisation either. :P
thanks for the salute… had mine done 13 years ago and have never regretted it. it was the responsible thing to do… although my grandmother was highly upset with me for not carrying on the family name (i have 3 daughters)… oh well…
crazy loon-boy.
Hold on, hold on. Surgery? I didn’t know that was an option. Man… I shoulda known that paying that little kid at the mall to kick me in the nuts for an hour was baaaad medicine.