I had this procedure done 4 years ago and had a bad experience that went like this.
During the procedure, the doctor said "damn" and I looked at his frustrated face and began to cringe. "Anything wrong" was all I was able to squeak out of my once bass voice. "Yes, the tube I am going to clip has gone in hideing and I have to search and dig for it". It was at the exact moment that I watched him poke his finger into my "sac" and dig around like searching for the last peanut in the jar, that I questioned my choice.
The other thing is for some odd damn reason when I got home that night I was convinced that "it" would no longer work. Having to test this theory was a mistake, as my brat so kindly reminded me the next day that it was indeed a mistake. I also went back to work the next day in hopes of taking it easy and collecting my pay anyway, WRONG.
To make a long story short, by the time I got home that evening I was carrying them in the house as if they were extra luggage, and they were I might add. I struggled with these two foreign objects that screamed at the slightest sound, movement, or wind direction change for two weeks in pure agony.
Let us not forget the "collection" of a sample for testing, that I carried all the way through the entire main floor of the hospital looking for the right individual to give it to. None of which seemed pleased to receive my "gift".
All in all, I wouldn't change a thing, because now I can sling that shit around everywhere without the fear of pregnancy.
Just thought I would share

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LOKI