**To get caught up with our ongoing vasectomy story please click over to part one and part two.

Today’s post will conclude this series… told through pictures.

An actor has been brought in to play Hubby. I took liberties That actor had the freedom to interpert that day’s events as she saw fit.**

V-Day showed up last Friday. Smiling Mom and Hubby both took the day off work to head over to the urology department down at Kaiser.

Smiling Mom offered Hubby some ibuprofen before the surgery.

Hubby gave me a stern look and said no. I have no idea why!

We headed over to the urology department and waited for Dr. Snip-Snip to come take Hubby away.

OK, so maybe it was more like this, but really-whose story is it anyway!

Hubby was in and out of the procedure in a measly 35 minutes and was ready to go home.

The doctor said sit on your butt, and relax for 24-36 hours and make sure to ice your wounds every 20 minutes for the first 24 hours.

So he did. Hehe.

All the while, Hubby tentatively exclaimed, “It’s not that bad… I thought this would hurt worse…”

And I thought, “Phew! I won’t be groveling after paying for this vasectomy FOREVER!!”

Then I began to read up on the post-operative requirements for vasectomies; a man has to, ahem, ‘get rid’ of his little spermies 24 times in 6 weeks before the procedure can be deemed complete.

After doing the math

And realizing what that means for me… I felt the need to borrow Hubby’s cold compress.

So at this point my post has to come to an abrupt end…. Hubby’s calling.