Tell the truth ands shame the devil, Seed, as my grandmother used to say. I had mine done years ago - that was in the days of "two bricks and mind your thumbs". There's nothing remarkable to tell, except that it makes all the difference in the world!

Actually, I do recall that (and I swear this is true!) just as procedings were about to begin, the surgeon (we don't say "doctor" over here) waved his syringe about and said, "Just a little prick". I think this is what passes for wit in the medical profession, although I couldn't bring myself to laugh somehow. I glad he didn't, anyway.

Looking back to when I was lying there with my feet in the stirrups and being the only one in the room who couldn't see what was going on, I can honestly say I feel more than a little sympathy for you poor girls!

Seed?

Steve