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

you’ve done,” he spat. “You clumsy idiot. Get up and stop being so dramatic.”

“I’m… I’m bleeding,” I stammered, shock making my voice thin and distant.

“You’re making a mess!” Mark yelled. “Get a towel! Don’t just lie there bleeding like a stuck pig!”

He actually kicked my foot. “Get up!”

In that moment, something fundamental broke inside me. Not a bone continue reading …