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If you've noticed that I've not been around much over the last several days, there is a reason (or at least an excuse). Thursday the man took one for the team and got himself fixed. It wasn't too bad at all for me, but he's been a bit grumpy about things.

 

Because I like to share, here are the highlights:

 

-I've discovered that we are very immature. We laughed through the entire video that we had to watch at the consultation.

 

-Then I giggled like a school girl when the doc asked to examine the balls. I could not help it. The awkwardness was too funny.

 

-I've recently learned that I officially have partial ownership of my husband's balls. Really. I had to sign the consent form before the procedure could be done.

 

-My husband does not know how to put on a paper gown. With the addition of the meds, it was quite comical. Unfortunately, he would not allow me to snap a photo:(

 

-We never really lose the small child impulse to blurt out whatever pops into our heads. We just learn to set up a mental checkpoint. This vanishes completely when you are drugged.

 

-I realized this when my husband leaned towards me in the crowded waiting room and announced that everyone in the office was either young or really old. "Clearly the young guys were only there for maybe one of two things". I slumped down in the chair and hid behind my C++ book.

 

-He chatted with the doctor about beer the entire time. He told me in the car that he still had more to say, but it was time to go.

 

-And on a more serious note, we are both relieved that this is done. We have had our babies. The family feels complete. It's time to move on to other things.

 

r.i.p. little dudes.

Done