Michael Lewis recounts his harrowing personal medical journey in Slate [1]. It was difficult for me to read this account without cringing.
Then again (without getting too revealing), I know someone very close to me who had a vasectomy and it wasn’t as unnerving as the one Lewis describes. Perhaps it was because, in the case I’m describing, the patient chose general anesthesia . . .
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