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Just be careful where you go for it.
If it's got bad enough to be using them, the next step is the last one.would that be called castration though, or mastectomy? although any surgery seems pretty radical for an infection
Hopefully the Op has learned something about what getting the snip actually involves... so it's not all badWhat a stupid thread title and stupid thread tbh. 😒
Part of me rather hopes he arrives and checks in with a jovial "I'm here for castration"Hopefully the Op has learned something about what getting the snip actually involves... so it's not all bad
A bit like this?I had it done years ago, I've got enough kids.
Done under local, about 7-10 days discomfort. There was a male and female dragging the crown jewels around. The smell from the laser burning your flesh is something you neve forget
But maybe in this case it should be 😁😁You do actually know what is done in a vasectomy don't you? It's not like neutering a dog or cat
Having decided to go for the snip does it change the style of seat required?
Like to to a short nose seat with a hole for women or just stick to the standard male seat??
Was this some time ago, by any chance? It’s not routinely done under general at all these days and is really a very minor procedure. They don’t even tie anymore!Depends how you have it done. I had mine privately under a local on a Thursday evening and was fine, if a little sore from the stitch pulling for a few days. Once I removed the stitch, it was one of those dissolving one, but having checked I was healed on the Tuesday night I used my Swiss army knife scissors to snip it and pull it out, I was out on the bike the next Friday night. My then boss, having been appraised as to why I may be off the day after the surgery was amazed to see me at work and asked me if I'd chickened out.
Nearly everyone I know opted for a general and had real issues. My surgeon had advised a local because 'Then you can properly relax and I don't have to grab them and drag them down to access the Vas.'
My brother in law walked into the house after discharge and promptly fainted onto his front, not doing the lads any good at all! Another friend was practically using a wheelbarrow to carry his spuds for a few days!
You lot are responsible for me blowing tea out of my nose.
I must not laugh, I must not laugh, I must not laugh...
Oh heck, I'll laugh.