When my husband and I started talking about getting married in our fourth year of dating. There was a huge elephant that was always on my mind. My husband had had a procedure called a vasectomy. I knew I wanted to marry this man with all of my heart. But I also knew that I wanted to have babies… and lots of them! We did our research and after my husband proposed to me on Valentines Day of 2012, we scheduled a reversal on December 7th 2012. Two years ago my husband went through the grueling pain of a vasectomy reversal for me. The pain he endured was excruciating.
I remember taking these photos. And of course we laughed and we thought he looked funny. But he was truly nervous (I would be too) I knew sitting there in the pre op room that this man would do anything for me. I wasn't allowed to stay during the procedure so I went and did some Christmas shopping around town and when I got the call that they were finishing I headed over to see my prince charming. After I scrubbed up, I walked in to find my husband sipping on apple juice and in a hilarious stupor. He was still under the influence of the anesthetics and tried to have a conversation with me. The nurse informed me that he will have amnesia for a while. So our conversation was repetitive for the next 30 minutes. He would ask “What did you do while I was in there?” and I said “I Christmas shopped at Target and The Roseville Galleria” but then he would ask it again and again. I was concerned but thankfully the nurse was there to console me. Once my husband drank his weight in apple juice we headed out for our 2 hour commute home. But he was a trooper and was willing to venture off and see a wedding venue that was in route!!! I couldn't believe this man… Just an hour ago my husband was having micro surgery on his man business!!!
The poor guy walked as if he was a ninety year old man AND he couldn't play ping pong ball for a MONTH!! I babied him and let him sleep on the couch in front of the flat screen. I was really surprised at how well he handled the pain.
Two years later and we have a beautiful eight month old. Who is a spitting image of her siblings and has many of her fathers characteristics. I’m still crossing my fingers that she keeps my blue eyes!
It was also a funny detail to our honeymoon when we went to Oahu, Hawaii. We had to visit Pearl Harbor and pay our respects!