V Day

So it is done. It was everything all the guys told me it would be. It was nothing I expected.

My vasectomy.

I expected ridicule. The nurse, prepping me, “Dude . . . these are your balls?

I expected delays. “I’m sorry we can’t perform your vasectomy at this time. Come back when you have male reproductive organs.”

I expected to die. I imagined the scene: the doc, still in his surgical gloves, explaining to an officer, “No, we didn’t even touch him. That’s the thing: we rolled out the damned cart with the instruments on it, I heard this ungodly screech and then, well, he was just laying there with that look on his face.”

Oddly, none of that happened. It was actually much stupider.

I went in for the consult. The doctor asked me if I was sure. “It’s a fairly permanent decision.”

“I’m 42 and I have 3 kids.”

“Three? Okay, here’s how I’m going to cut you,” he pulled out an illustrated chart, “first I’m going to make a micro incision here. And through that hole, I’m going to pull out your vas deferens and remove about an inch off of each one. Six weeks later, you bring in a semen sample and then in six weeks you bring in another sample and after three samples with no sperm, we consider you sterile.”

He also gave me a pamphlet with three very simple preoperative instructions:

  1. avoid blood thinners like ibuprofen the week before your appointment
  2. shave your balls the night before
  3. take your Valium an hour before

That was all I had to do. Even I could do that.

Then he fondled me, gave me a prescription for Valium, and demanded $40. After, I pulled up my pants and made the appointment with the receptionist.

I went home and whined about it to my mom. Because all grown men like talking about their genitals with their mothers.


“Your father had it done when he was 36. Though you never would have known it. He didn’t go on talking about it,” she said. Then after a long pause, “And the next day he built a two-storey house. After lifting a car up off a squirrel. The squirrel was already dead but then your dad hooked it up to the car’s battery and brought it back to life. That squirrel lived another 30 years. Your dad could fix anything.*” Another long pause with loads of direct eye contact, “He was a man . . . I’m tired of looking at you. Go make me some tea.”

Jill offered to get my Valium prescription filled the next day. “Here, give it to me, I’ll put it in my purse.”

“But you lose everything.”

“Don’t be ridiculous. I’ll put it in my purse.”

We never saw that piece of paper again.

The next day, I called and asked for a new scrip. Jill went to the doc’s office and picked it up. Then she brought it home and lost it.

The day before my vasectomy, as I was sitting down to research “herbal substitutes for Valium,” we found the envelope and I breathlessly tore it open. Inside was a piece of paper with the words, “Man up. Unlimited refills.” Next to that paper which may not have actually existed was the prescription.

Jill drove to the pharmacy and had it filled and brought back my single blue savior.


Really, this thing didn't affect me at all.

Really, this thing didn’t affect me at all.

I celebrated by shaving my balls.

I was all set.

The next morning I took my pill. I took a shower. I kissed my kids goodbye. Jill was a little too gleeful as she drove me to my appointment.

They led me to the “Procedure Room.”

They ordered me to strip to t-shirt and socks.

The nurse lathered my junk and thighs with orange stuff. She stifled laughter.

Then the doc came in and said “Just a little pinch and burn” as he shoved needles into my balls. Twice. And that was the last and only pain I felt.

At one point, I heard snipping. The same sound as wires being cut.

Then I felt tugging.

“Are you stitching me up?”

“Yep, we’re all done.”



That was it.

I went home and sat on the couch for two days. In disbelief. Despite every guy telling me that it was no big deal. Despite reading posts like this one from Andy at Almost Coherent Parent and getting comments from my friend Eric at Opticynicism telling me I had nothing to worry about. I still couldn’t believe that it was all over and so relatively painless.

I saw Jill go through 3 pregnancies. That’s over 2 years of having her body completely hijacked, her immune system and belly stretched to their absolute limits, only to have to then go into labor, pushing our children out into the world. Like having to sprint another 300 yards after running a full marathon. I saw her deliver our first son via c-section, I knelt by her, consoling her as she cried, feeling devastated, while on the other side of the blue partition, nurses were  holding her internal organs so the doc could pull Ian out.

My 7-minute procedure was nothing.

I thought of all of that as I sat on the couch and watched movies and played video games with my kids. I compared my small sacrifice as a dad to all she has done as a mom as I sipped my coffee and adjusted the frozen peas I needed to keep the swelling down. I considered how Jill would never have to ask her body to go through that again.

And I thought, I’ve got it pretty good.








*My dad really could fix anything. Miss you every day.



  1. Way to man up! Make sure you don’t miss your ‘ruboneout appointments’.

    • jeffandjill

      02/24/2015 at 3:56 pm

      OH I WON’T! I really want to be declared sterile. So I might be a little too impatient and that could lead to awkward train commutes.

  2. Congratulations! I’m glad that it wasn’t too traumatic or painful.

    I really appreciate how you acknowledged Jill for what she went through to bring your children into the world. You should consider yourself extra masculine now that you’ve had a vasectomy and didn’t freak out about losing your “manhood”. Well done.

    • jeffandjill

      02/24/2015 at 4:45 pm

      Thanks you! Honestly, the decision was an easy one. And I never felt like I was going to be any less of a man. Because a man doesn’t just father children, he raises them. And nothing on this earth will stop me from doing that!

  3. This is almost as brilliant as the blog you so graciously linked too. “Washington Monument. . . ” [wipes tear] that’s a pair of balls.

    Nice work, seriously.

    • jeffandjill

      02/24/2015 at 4:43 pm

      Thanks! We need to look out for the next guy. We’re heroes. In every way.

      • You guys seriously are–maybe not heroes–but to be commended. I have many female friends who have had their tubes tied because their husbands “just wouldn’t feel right” having a V. But they don’t mind their wives getting cut. What a bunch of babies. Here’s to real men!

        • jeffandjill

          02/25/2015 at 10:19 am

          That’s a big part of the reason why I wrote this. It’s like “c’mon guys! Haven’t you seen what women have done bringing YOUR children into the world? Do your part.” It’s a very minor procedure. And I think the worst part of it is the unknown.

  4. Hard part is over! You won’t regret it. Now enjoy the fringe benefits.

    • jeffandjill

      02/24/2015 at 8:23 pm

      The hard part was easy. 7 minute procedure followed by two days on the couch. It was the most relaxation I’ve had in years.

  5. Nice ending to this blog Jeff. Sweet you are acknowledging what your wife had to go through to bring all of your kiddos into the world. Not an easy task but without a doubt, a rewarding one. Vasectomy, not so rewarding, on the other hand. Instead of a beautiful baby, you’re bringing home some sore man parts and a bag of frozen peas!! My hubby couldn’t wait to get his after we had our son, as we had gone through ALOT to have both of our kids. As much as he was wanting to have it done though, he was aprehensive, like you, like any guy would be. He did it and got through it with a little help from, “Ho, ho, ho Green Giant” and now whoopie without the worry. 😉

    • jeffandjill

      02/25/2015 at 10:24 am

      Thanks, Kelly! BUT I disagree, a vasectomy IS rewarding. You point it out in your comment: the “whoopie without the worry.” It’s a very small thing a guy can do to make a big difference. And I am so glad I did it.

  6. Congrats Jeff! Hysterical post.

  7. This was supremely entertaining with a little awww at the end.

  8. HA! Especially love your Mom’s recounting of your Dad’s V-day! Hilarious!

    • jeffandjill

      02/25/2015 at 12:44 pm

      Yeah, I maaaaay have fudged the actual quote there, but the sentiment was real enough!

  9. Hilarious! Loved the mom stuff and you got us in the end w/ the Aw factor.

    • jeffandjill

      02/25/2015 at 2:22 pm

      Thanks. On posts like these, I wonder if the blog will still be here when my kids have kids. Or if my kids will ever read it.

  10. Hilarious post! Do you also celebrate other things by shaving your balls? 🙂
    You, sir, are a shining example to husbands everywhere. I can’t believe the excuses from some men who insist a tiny snip is too much to ask because it will strip them of their manliness – it’s their whiny selfish baby-ness that does THAT.

    • jeffandjill

      03/01/2015 at 7:36 am

      Thanks! I also celebrate National Ball Shaving Day by shaving my balls. And I completely agree with your exasperation. Every guy I talked to about getting snipped was supportive and reassuring. But I know there are some troglodytes who are afraid that they will emerge from the other side of the procedure with their macho removed. To those guys, I’d like to say no, you will still be able to flex your misogynist muscle and your douchebag level won’t take a dip at all–you’ll be the same jerk–you just won’t have to listen to your wives/girlfriends whine about how you’re not helping with your newborn. Because there won’t be a newborn.

  11. I’d like to know how the hell I never knew about your blog until now. This is hilarious! And it’s so sweet of you to acknowledge your wife for all she’s been through. That is what I call a man and a damn good one.

    • jeffandjill

      03/02/2015 at 8:25 pm

      Thank you! I have no acceptable excuse for why I didn’t tell you about this blog earlier. All I can say is that I’m sorry and I hope I can make it up to you with future posts.

  12. This had me laughing so hard I had tears in my eyes. Can’t wait to show my husband.

  13. Thank you for this post. I recently found out I have liver tumors that were caused by years of taking different birth control. My husband is going for a consult and is planning on getting this done since I can no longer use anything and the surgery for me is more invasive . Loved the post and your mom and dads pics,warms my ??

    • jeffandjill

      12/01/2017 at 10:34 pm

      Thank you so much for the comment. This procedure is really just about the least a guy can do to prevent an unwanted pregnancy. I’m glad to share my story if it can help anyone on the fence who might be afraid of having sharp objects near his junk. Sounds like it’s even more necessary in your case. I hope you find the healthiest lives going forward. I’m glad you stopped by!

  14. Great article, thanks for sharing! I wrote about my vasectomy, too, on my blog.

    I found you via Pinterest, by the way.

  15. Thanks for this. My hubby goes in tomorrow and I was starting to get worried. Very sweet comments about what your woman went through.

    • jeffandjill

      05/17/2018 at 10:34 am

      Well, as my woman’s man, it was the least I could do. The scariest thing about a vasectomy is the fear. And my fear (like most fear) was based on the unknown. So I’m hoping with some stories like this one, I can eliminate some of that fear and encourage men to man up for their women. Thank you so much for reading and commenting! I don’t know your situation but I think it’s a great thing to do when it’s right for your family. I wish you and your hubby a smooth procedure and a fast recovery.

  16. It has been almost 10 years since our third child. After my wife delivered our third, she got her tubes tied. However, with how long it has been, and a few scares of the possibility she might be pregnant, we decided I should get the snip as a precaution. I called today and scheduled my consult for Friday. She just linked me this blog, and as I was reading through it, it was relieving some things, as I was thinking, that is it?

    Thanks for sharing.

    • jeffandjill

      05/24/2018 at 10:58 am

      Thanks for reading and sharing your story. I was shocked at how painless it was. And the recovery was no more difficult than taking a rest day from the gym.

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