I’m going in for a vasectomy today. It seems silly to be nervous or even embarrassed about a routine operation under local anaesthetic which I know that many of my friends have had. Perhaps it would feel more routine if blokes talked more about such things.
I want to maintain the positive attitude that I’ll recover quickly. At the moment I have a lot of reasons to. Life doesn’t slow down. Christmas is fast approaching, I’m starting a new challenging role at work next week and on Monday I might be helping out at a maths challenge being held at number one daughter’s school.
I’m imagining I’ll be sore as hell over the weekend, but at least there are plenty of distractions.