I went to my OBGYN and she suggested that my husband go and get his sperm tested. She mentioned that when women have a early miscarriage sometimes it can be tracked back to the male sperm. Ha, another thing I didn't know.
So picture this, my husband goes to the "bow-chicka-bow-wow" room- him mortified, trying to be as quiet as possible and understands that afterwards he has to put his, ah, gift, in this cabinet in the wall that opens on the other side where people take the ...present. So he gets all ready, turns off the light and super quietly puts the cup in the dispenser and hi-tailed it out of there. Men are so funny; women lay on a table, spread eagle- naked, with people poking and sticking things in you...and they are afraid of one little donation. No wonder women are the only ones able to have kids. Men would whine at us until we took it from them to do it.
Ah and then the results....there we sat at the Olive Garden, on our anniversary no doubt and we get the great news; immobility, poor and low count. G-R-E-A-T.
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