Paul's
experience
Entertaining English guy's conventional
surgery experience
Once my wife and I had decided that I was the one to be DONE!! we went to see the surgeon at York Hospital. This is when the embarrasment began, he wanted to see if I was suitable for the procedure (at this point I must remind readers that my wife is in the room with me after the usual discussion about permanancy and all the other garbage!) The surgeon said "Lets have a look" so I got out the Meat & 2 Veg for him to see and that is when I saw the grin on my wife's face. "Fine" he said "Good" she said! and we booked a date.
On the day I turned up for the job and was put in a day room with a number of other guys all with surgical gowns and our arses hanging out the back. Not a pretty sight I might add!
When my turn came I was wheeled into the theatre and my underwear was removed (I had a shave the night before) The theatre sister said as she put the sterile cloth over me "LOOK GIRLS! Just like a man's only smaller!! So here I was with my tackle framed in green cloth for all to see when the surgeon appeared with a grin like a Chesire Cat! Undemanded erections are completely impossible at this stage!
Once the local injection had taken effect all I felt was a pulling sensation and I was told to ask for more anaesthetic if I felt uncomfortable. I was cut on one side only (Right) and that was a breeze except when the left tube was cut and tied when the feeling was like having your eyeballs dragged down through your guts. The instrument used looked like a crochet needle and hooked the left Vas Deferens to allow the surgeon to do the biz. After he had cut & tied the tube he showed me the bit he had cut out, it was an inch long and looked like a pink worm. At this stage I couldn't have given a f**k if you get my drift!!
All in all I would do it again I really didn't feel much pain. The dentist is worse. I was back at work in 2 days to a physical job. No infection. The stitches melted away. Giving the sperm samples was my only good excuse for buying a girly mag and breaking the speed limit from Tadcaster to York.
Paul