The first time Niki Sawyers thought about circumcision was when her newborn son was laid on her chest in the delivery room, and the doctor asked, “You’re getting him circumcised, right?” Exhausted after an intense, induced labor, she teared up and shook her head “no.”
But the next morning, a second doctor came by her hospital bed and woke Niki up. He told her the surgery was in her son’s best interest and that he was really good at doing the “procedure,” as he called it. “I kept saying no,” Niki says, “and he kept talking to convince me.” Finally, sleep-deprived and full of self-doubt, Niki gave in and signed the consent form when the doctor assured her that her son would not feel any pain. Then the boy was whisked from the room.
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