Oooh No ! Now then children! No fighting! (Not unless it is in a paddling pool filled with custard and we have the camera's set up).
I would like to sensibly point out that when I originally stated that childbirth was a walk in the park compared to a vasectomy, I was, and I think a great many posters understand this, being rather facetious.
If a vasectomy is a needle in the arm, Childbirth is having a leg or two amputated without anaesthetic and then being beaten over the head with the soggy end for 18 years or more. The two do not even compare.
Maybe is Vasectomies were performed by Freddy Krueger with a chainsaw and a large bottle of salt and lasted for about 48 hours, then we could compare sensibly. Until such time to even suggest they are comparable is best left in the realms of comedy.
well if we're talking pain here...i reckon getting a salt and vinegar crisp stuck on a mouth ulcer beats em all hands down :shock: :scared:
I had the snip whilst still married to my first wife and it was a awful thing.
Booked through the Brooke St Clinic I turned up at the anointed time. Shown in to a waiting room and give a rather fetching open backed gown to wear fashion isn’t what it was).
Got called through and lay on the table. Had a couple of jabs with the needle and lay there whilst the doctor made small talk. The he said “right that should do it” And proceeded to run his scalpel across my skin, fuck! “that hurt” !I thought. Nah, it couldn’t have, everyone has told me that it doesn’t hurt. Next cut, “yes fuck” “ouch” “it did fucking hurt”
Sweat pouring from me now as I try to keep it together,
“are you ok” asks the doctor, noticing my white knuckles from gripping the edge of the table.
“erm, it’s a bit painful” says I
“that’s odd” says the doc as he hoyks out my vas and ties it off sending me into a near faint.
The Doc walks around the table and starts to slice through my other side at which time I say “look I can really feel this” the doc turns to the nurse and says “I think we need more anaesthetic to which the nurse tutts loudly and fetches some.
Well from that point on it was fine apart from the feeling I had been abused lol.
The first time I had a very similar experience to thirdman (and yes I did say the first time) Laid down on the table with a nurse holding my hand. when I gripped hers rather tightly she asked "did that hurt" "yes" i managed to reply, "we'll put some more anasthetic in then" "what do you mean more?, I thought that was the needle going in" "oh no he'd started cutting" I think that day all the doctors, junior doctor and anyone else who had even shown a remote intrest in becoming a doctor must have been unavaiable I am sure the guy who did mine was sweeping the waiting room beforehand. Eventually after ages of fiddling around pulling things out and making my toes curl up, he showed me two bits of tube in a jar to prove he'd cut something out, it had taken so long the anasthetic was wearing off by now and I felt the stitches going in but just gritted my teeth because I wanted to get away. I too had the large melon sized balls that were black and blue.
Took some samples in over the next few months and then got called back "doesn't seem to have worked, we'll have you back in and see whats happened" what the first doctor and I use that word very loosely actually cut out I am still not sure maybe it was a bit of spaghetti he'd had for lunch.
The second time was so much better no pain and this time it actually worked.
As another side to this a friends wife got pregnant many years after he had had the snip which initially caused a few problems between him and his wife as it would, it turns out that the child was his and at least one of his tubes had managed to grow back and reattach itself.