
When I hit 34, I was totally over the pill. Not only did it decrease my sex drive, but with side effects like blood clots, strokes, and cancer, it increased my hypochondria tenfold. I tried a diaphragm too, but insertion wasn't sexy and spermicide is bad for our vaginas. Patches have too high a hormone level, and IUDs aren't for me (no dangling bits between my bits, thank you).
The only option that appeals is measuring my basal body temperature, and while totally plausible (I was on the pill for over a decade and never missed one day), it's something I'm more into doing when I'm trying to get pregnant, as opposed to trying not to.
The times are a changin', and scientific advances on contraceptives for men are heating up the market in the forms of pills, gels, and ultrasound. And within a few years, there may be way more options for him to actually stop his own sperm dead in its tracks. YAY!
Male birth control? I say, bring it on.
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