Write-brained said:
Rosie said:
You do it.
She's had to spend nine months per baby being pregnant.
The big V doesn't take that long and healing time is fairly fast.
And if she's pestering you about it, it's best you do it.
But I really don't want to ... it's just so permanent.
So will your lack of sex if you don't do it.
I had it done after baby No. 4. (Was supposed to after baby No. 3, but it's a long story. I was willing to do it, but my wife was, shall we say, a little more insistent post-baby 4.) Everyday dental procedures are far worse. At the risk of TMI, I was in stirrups -- the one time a guy is in stirrups -- and the urologist put a small curtain up so I didn't see what was going on. We chatted amiably throughout the procedure. My brother-in-law went to a doctor who gives you headphones and your choice of music. Maybe you should look for one of those.
The recovery hurt, but then again I had a rare weekend when I could sit on my ass and watch TV, read and play video games without parental responsibilities. When you get to baby No. 4, you grab any excuse for a break you can, even if it means a little slice under the scrotum. (I'd do it again, if I could get away with it.) I think I was back at work Monday. And I had pain meds that I took, but believe you me, I was not going to complain about this to the woman who went through four deliveries. It ain't THAT kind of pain.
Funny story from my urologist. In the consultation before the surgery, he gave me a low-dose Valium that he instructed I take the morning of the snip. I asked him why he gave those out. He said it's because a lot of men are extremely nervous otherwise, and he's had guys throw up on him. I bet those are the moments when the doctor wonders whether urology was the wrong specialty to pick.
Anyway, man up, get snipped, and enjoy stress-free lovin', knowing your wife isn't going to say, "Guess what!" Or if she does, you won't need Maury to know it's not yours.