T’was the Night Before The Vasectomy.

T’was the night before my Vasectomy, when all through the house

Not a creature was stirring, except my computers’ mouse;

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,

While visions of spring break danced in their heads;

And mamma in her ’sweats, and a baby in her lap,

Had just started settling down for a long Spring nap,

When out by the lawn there arose such a clatter,

I sprang from my chair to see what was the matter.

Away to the window I flew like a flash,

Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,

But a Delivery Man, and Eight Cases of Beer,

More rapid than eagles his brews they came,

And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;

“Now, Killians! now, Guiness! now, Point and Miller!

On, Goose Island! on Leinies! on, Fat Tire and Sprecher!

To the front porch! to the back wall!

Now chug away! chug away! chug away all!”

So out to the recycling bin the empty brews they flew,

With the Pizza Box, and take out too.

The delivery man sprang to his Van, to his Brews he gave a nod,

And away he drove avoiding the sod.

But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,

“Happy Vasectomy to all, and to all a good-night”

Well this is part II of my on going series about my experience getting a Vasectomy. You can read the first part published on March 9th 2008.

V is for Vasectomy Part I

V is for Vasectomy Part II - Mentally Preparing for the Procedure.

As the day approaches I find myself extremely torn about our decision. It is the right choice for us on so many levels, yet we both can’t help feel a finality in this situation. This is it for us, PERIOD! We have 3 wonderful boys and the third was truly a miracle. We had so many problems and were pretty much resigned to the fact we were done on an awful note. There is no way we would ever want to be pregnant again because of the terrible issues another pregnancy would cause mentally for us, physically for mom and more then likely fatal for another baby. Even with all of that it is more difficult tonight then it was a few weeks ago. Plus I have spent my life keeping sharp objects away from there and now I am inviting someone to have a go with pointy things…

As I get ready to have this done I know in my heart and mind that it is the right choice, for me, us and my family.

Tomorrow during recovery I will be posting about the procedure from my point of view. It will have some seriousness, but there will be plenty of humor as I relate it to some of the things the wife has gone through.