So, my husband had a vasectomy this morning. The procedure was a breeze, and he’s fine, aside from feeling a little embarrassed at some things he said. He had to take a Valium before the procedure, and his comments reminded me of the time he was drugged up and had his wisdom teeth out. I had no choice but to write them down, of course.
Regarding another urologist who walked into the building:
That man looks way too happy to be doing his job.
After a bunch of nurses walked in, he loudly remarked:
That’s way too many white people. ???
When his urologist entered:
Look it’s the man whose gonna cut open my penis! I hope you don’t take too much!
On a female patient who came in:
You think that woman’s gonna get a vasectomy? **Giggles.** Ask her. Ask her.
Thoughts on Valium, while kicked back in a chair in the waiting room:
I could go through life like this. I wouldn’t be useless either.
Regarding a nurse who came in only five minutes early.
That woman’s late for her work. That’s unacceptable.
I have no idea what this one was about:
I’m not gonna say what I want to say. All these bitches walking around.
To the doctor:
I need to get my hands on some more of these valiums.
After the procedure was over:
Oh, yeah! I got the snip-snip-sniparoo! No more babies for you.