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Question for the Neutered


Hawk

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once you got past the mental breakdown of knowing you would no longer be seeding any longer, and the pain and swelling of the procedure itself, did any of you have any other negative experiences with getting snipped?

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Had no problems. If you're considering it...why not just wait until the fall when you can score an entire weekend of sitting and watching football.

Frozen peas...beer...doing nothing. It's great.

Do you want to hear the BAD stories of buddies of mine? I've got a great one.

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If you really want this question answered make sure pantha-san is banned from this thread. That guy wouldn't know a condom from a tube sock.

:lol:

They aren't the same?

Funny this came up. Mama-San made my neutering appointment for 2 weeks from now. I feel your apprehension, Hawk.

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Here's my personal account...

Saw doc for initial visit. Explained what he was gonna do. Told me two very small incisions. Numb everything up. Go in and cut the "tubes". Then he takes stainless steel clips and clips each end so that the possibility of them ever meeting up and passing sperm would never happen again. Gave me a script for some valium for the day of.

Day of comes...take valium. Wife's driving doesn't phase me...even in Cary driving. I go in...relaxed and making jokes. Wife there to drive me home. I'm laid out in my little robe...thinking to myself about deer or things to keep from getting a woody. In walks in a beautiful nurse with breasts that made Christy Canyon blush. Oh hell. Then she whips out this tong/swab and it's coated with betadine/iodine wash. It hits my nether regions and the astringent qualities/cold that ensued prevented any hardon from occurring. Doc comes in. We start. Small sharp sting for about a sec to numb. He starts to work and slowly the pain starts as if someone has a nut in a vise and slowly cranking down. I whince and he asks if it hurts...I say a tad. He numbs a bit more. No problem. From there on out we talked fantasy football and a bunch of other stuff. We were about the same age. Weekend went fine. Frozen pea rotation from wife. Kids running beer/drinks. Watched football the whole weekend. Have to spank it about a week or so later so they can check to make sure you're not firing live rounds. I was in the clear. Tested just last night too in fact. :)

now...want to hear the bad stories?

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Here's my favorite bad story...and mind you...MOST bad vasectomies are from idiots that get it done and think you can just go powerwash the house the next day or lift furniture. You deserve it for being a dumbass.

Me and a bunch of buddies were going on a fishing trip. Came to the week of...and Bobby is no where to be seen. He's the owner of the place that we go stay at. I finally ask the office manager where he is. She doesn't really answer...and says he'll be in that afternoon maybe...that he had some work done (she was too embarrassed to say what). I walk out of the office and in comes Bobby walking in. He's a down east guy that doesn't have a pretentious bone in his body. He's walking as if he's ridden not just a horse...but a freaking steer for about a week and really slow. I kinda laugh and say, "Bobby...where the heck have you been man...wondering what's wrong...with the upcoming trip TOMORROW and everything". He says, "come here man...I have GOT to show you this". My wife is an FNP...so I'm usually the catchall for medical questions that need to be answered by her. We go in his office and he closes the door. He explains he'd gotten a vasectomy the prior Friday and something's wrong. He actually pulls his nutsack out hiding the twig...and I swear to all thing's Panther-related. His scrotum looked like a grapefruit between his legs. It looked like a softball had been shoved in there. I just up and WTF it a few times. I go ask the wife WTF should he do. Anyway...I assumed the fishing trip was over...but HELL no. Bobby is having none of that s**t. We're going. LOL. He not only fished...he golfed. Had to have a doughnut looking thing to sit on when we went out to eat. OMG...thinking back it was hilarious. What happened was the doctor he used had nicked a vessel and a bleed started. That bleed developed into a full blown hemotoma the size of a baseball. It eventually went away, but he was in a panic. To this day I can't rid the visual of his ballsack out of my head.

and to CWG...I've procreated...TWICE. Actually more but those are the only two surviving. :)

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