My experience with getting an outpatient procedure

So it's been about 48 hours since I went for my outpatient procedure. I don't know what the procedure itself thaught me but I know why I did it and the motivation behind. I was also surprised by the support I got from other men.
First off, it went OK...I got there after taking a prescribed benzodiazepine...which did not affect me until I got there....took away the edge for sure. I was calm  and probably helped with the waiting room wait and the prep time. The left side went pretty quick with limited pain, however there were complications on the right side...I was calm about it until he went: "It's being difficult". Then he said to the nurse to go get a colleague doctor. I detected (or imagined, whatever) in his voice some concern.
I played it cool but I got to admit that it freaked me out. It was OK at first...Until the anesthesia started to wear off...I started feeling more than I realized it was the anesthesia running out...I had to remind them that they may need to give me more anesthesia....they said they would but delayed it ever so slightly...I beg them at some point and they finally did....but they still struggled to find the thing they had to cut, making sure it got in to the clamp...it was probably a few minutes but it felt like an hour. But the anesthesia ran out again...so they doubled up on it...After they did the cut, the nurse and the doctors told me I was pretty strong not to flinch. I have to admit a few expletives went flying though.
Anyway, after they were done, I had to stay there for a few minutes before putting on the jockstrap and the gauze. I walked out a little dazed, with a "goody bag". As I was leaving, I was calling my wife and the doctor ran out to ask me what pharmacy I used, as he was going to call in an antibiotic due to the complications on the right. It was 90 minutes after I went in. A 30 minute procedure? Yeah right! At least my anxiety wasn't playing tricks: it did take longer.
I got to the car walking funny. My two girls tried to talk to me but frankly, I could not really answer: all I wanted was my pain meds. I don't remember what I said to them or my wife other than needing to pick up an antibiotic. And for the record: why would you put speed bumps in a urologist's parking lot? That is just plain cruel! And no, this ain't a joke.
I got home, made a B-line for the meds, two bags of peas, and went straight to my bed. I went through 4 bags of peas off and on since then. It does help with the swelling although trying to hide the process from 2 curious daughters has been difficult. It's been great, as it took away my back pain, as I have no clue about my back right now. I have struggled to stay inactive and now 48+ hours later, I need to get out of the house. The pain is not as bad but it comes and goes.
Now here are a few observations that I have to make: when they were "struggling" with the right side and I had pain, they told me to go to my happy place. I did that for a short while but then used a different imagery: watching my first born playing turtle while my wife was trying to push her out at her birth. If she can put up with that "pressure", a little pain is nothing.
Secondly, a bunch of very manly guys talked to me about their experience with their procedure. It was nice to get some advice but to also know that some men are willing to go through with the procedure. Some other guys beg me not to do it and if I did, I was less of a man and that I better not tell their wives about it. I think some might have been joking but some of it was not a joke and the guys were pretty damn serious about their criticism. I just think it is sad.
I went through it for the simple fact that women go through a bodily change for 22+ months when they decide to have a baby and breastfeed. We have had 2 kids so it's almost a 44 month sacrifice. My little pain for the next few days is nothing compared to that. I am not saying that I am enjoying this but frankly, if there is something that is fair, it is me doing this for my relationship. I respect men who don't want to do it  or have other emotions preventing them from doing this procedure. I know I did what was right for me and my relationship with my wife.
And if I want kids later? There are several options: adoption is a great option. There is also the use of A.I. I have friends who struggle so much to have kids and have used all these techniques and then some. I am so lucky to have two very healthy girls and I feel lucky that we were able to conceive these two wonderful daughters. I look at my friends who have used the other techniques and they seem to be as happy with their kids as we are. So yeah, adoption, A.I., or any other techniques would be OK in my book. But right now, I am pretty convinced that I am done having kids.