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

walk with a cane and shower without fainting, my phone lit up with Megan’s name.

I stared at it for three rings before answering.

“Holly! God, you sound terrible,” she said instead of hello. “How long is this recovery thing going to take? You better be ready for Saturday. I can’t have you limping around like some tragic figure at my wedding.”

“I just continue reading …