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Did You Get A Recession Vasectomy?

Dear Male Readers:

Please help us figure out if this phenomenon is real:

Researchers gathered in Boston for a meeting of the International Federation of Fertility Societies and American Society for Reproductive Medicine were presented with this provocative but non-published nor peer-reviewed theory: the financial meltdown of 2008 (and the subsequent slow economic recovery) are driving more men to get vasectomies.

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From WebMD:

…researchers looked at the numbers of men having vasectomies at their facility in Wisconsin from June 2005 through October 2012. They also tracked the median income in Wisconsin during those years and the median U.S. income.

“We found as the median income for Wisconsin declined, the rate of vasectomies annually went up,” Dr. Anand Shridharani, a men’s reproductive and sexual health specialist at Erlanger Health System, in Knoxville, Tenn said. In 2005, 91 men had a vasectomy and the median state income was $54,269. In 2010, 239 men had a vasectomy and the income had dropped to $50,547.

“Comparing the number of vasectomies performed per year from 2005 to 2008 versus 2009 to 2012, the difference [an increase] is statistically significant,” Shridharani said.

“The suspected reason is that having an unexpected child would increase the cost of living,” he noted. “People are having children older, and older people are more in tune with what children cost,” Shridharani suggested… Continue reading

Considering The Vasectomy

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Who knew a vasectomy could make such a great read? But here it is, in GQ, a gripping, hilarious, heart-breakingly honest account of one guy’s decision to take charge of family planning by knife.

As he awaits the surgeon, author Benjamin Percy notices the “walls are busy with gruesome anatomical diagrams, cross sections that make the male genitalia resemble charcuterie.” Then the action begins: “They go to work, flopping back my penis, arranging tools on a tray, positioning a stool between my legs. I squint into the blinding lights while the nurse snaps on latex gloves and my doctor shaves my scrotum. Then it’s time.”

Percy takes us through his decision to get a “v-sec,” noting that he loves, loves, loves his two children. “But a third?” he writes. “Outnumbered, we would have to switch from man-on-man to zone defense, and I can’t help but shudder when I imagine a red-faced baby wailing through the night, the bank statements withering further, the walls crayoned, and the laundry hampers reeking of spit-up and poo. An unexpected pregnancy, in other words, would be a nightmare.”

So he takes the plunge and makes a date with the surgeon:

I don’t scream, but I clamp my jaw so tightly it clicks. I arch my back so much I end up looking behind me at the door. The technique differs from doctor to doctor. Some cut diagonally. Some puncture “keyholes” with a hemostat on either side of the scrotum. Mine scalpels a vertical slash right down the middle. The room is cold, but I am sweating. How I regret not accepting the Valium. The doctor explains the procedure as it progresses. Apparently some men don’t have pronounced enough vas deferens, the tubes that carry sperm outward from the testicles, making the vasectomy impossible. But mine look great, he says. I would tell him thank you if I had a voice.

He will now sever the right vas deferens and excise a length of the tube, making recanalization close to impossible. “Now,” he says, his voice lowering, “you may feel a hot nauseating spike of pain that reaches up your right side.” Nobody I have spoken to, nothing I have read, mentioned anything about hot nauseating spikes of pain. Before I can steel myself to the idea, I hear a snip. The noise of garden shears deadheading geraniums.

I am unable to breathe. I cannot see what the doctor is doing, but he very well might have shoved a furnace-baked length of rebar through my groin and into my torso. I am introduced to vast, intricate networks of pain I never knew existed. Continue reading