Midway Through My Vasectomy, the Surgeon Said One Sentence That Told Me Something Was Very Wrong. – The Archivist

about it. Call us when you’re awake. Love you.”

The message ended with a soft beep.

I stared at the phone in my hand like it was an alien artifact. For a moment, I was convinced I was still under anesthesia, still dreaming, still floating in some pharmaceutical nightmare where parents sold houses and spoke about it like they were discussing the weather.continue reading …