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[gothwalk]

I'm at home today. I have a cold, which is leaving me feeling manky, snuffly, and mildly bad tempered. But I can't concentrate enough to get up a good head of steam, which means that I can only express that bad temper by making vague growling noises about people who have nothing to say posting stuff about the day that's in it. And see, here's me, with nothing to say about it, only barely skirting saying nothing about it.

I was off work yesterday to go into St. James' Hospital for a preliminary checkup and consultation about getting a vasectomy. It involved a lot of sitting around and waiting, and then a brief consultation with an Indian doctor, bizarrely named McDermott. He asked a few questions, prodded my thighs a bit, and set a date of October 30th - all very businesslike. I'm considering the proprietry of offering something I don't really want myself as a sort of Samhain sacrifice - but fertility's always been a big thing with Gods, right?

We're off to Edinburgh tomorrow for five days, which I'm really really looking forward to. I love Edinburgh, and we haven't been there for ages. I'll try to post from cybercafes and the like, but failing that, I'll have the laptop with me, and intend to do a running write-up, for posting when we get home.

With all of that going on, I wanted to get into work today, and get a few things done before leaving. I feel vaguely guilty about it, but I know well that if I went in, I'd be miserable, and spread the damn cold to everyone else. So I've settled for sending in a long email telling them what needs doing.

Comments

[grahamb.livejournal.com]

vasectomy? Woah, thats scary dude.

[gothwalk.livejournal.com]

Vasectomy scary? Nah. Kids, they're scary.

Way I see it, it's 18 years of getting up at 4 am. First it's to feed 'em. Then it's cos they have nightmares. Then it's cos they're hyperactive. Then it's cos they're raiding the fridge. Then it's cos they're still on the phone. And then it's cos they're coming home drunk in a car with blue flashy lights.

And I like my sleep. A little bit of a snip is fine compared to that.

nyeh

[cheerfulcynic.livejournal.com]

From your pov, that makes sense to you.

From my pov, I've changed significantly at least three times since my teens so I'm firmly in favour of er, not cutting my options, if you'll pardon the pun.

Might be a bit mad but

[cheerfulcynic.livejournal.com]

Couldn't you er, put a sample of the last of the fertile sperm in a jar and pour it on the ground near a tree or something afterwards in a kind of 'look, you've got it all now' kind of gesture?

Re: Might be a bit mad but

[gothwalk.livejournal.com]

Could, indeed, although that's veering close to blood magic - at least in my mind - and that's bad mojo. On the other hand, it's not for any specific effect, so it'd be safe enough... Good idea, and will consider. Cheers!

Re: Might be a bit mad but

[cheerfulcynic.livejournal.com]

was thinking more horticulture. though i suspect the cat would get confused.

[ailbhe]

"Don't really want myself" is scary.

[gothwalk.livejournal.com]

Mnuh? Sorry, slow today - do you mean my not wanting the fertility is scary, or that sentence out of context is, or the sentence structure is?

[ailbhe]

A potential interpretation was that you were offering up the vasectomy, which you didn't want yourself. See?

[gothwalk.livejournal.com]

Ahh, sentence structure. Blame the cold :)