You never know when there will be a fire…

The above is a quote from my husband.  I’ll tell you the story in a bit…

First – the second IUI was today.  We got in MUCH quicker this morning initially, but there was still the hour wait after the specimen deposit which was more like  an hour and 15 minutes, but oh well.  Everything else went fine.  Husbands count was down, which we were expecting, but still good. 51 million with 94% motility.

So the quote: we go back to the room for the procedure and the nurse gives the classic “remove clothes from the waist down, I’ll be right back.”  I have to use the facilities first, so I leave Justin in the room.  When I come back in he says, “It’s a good thing I didn’t have my pants off when you opened the door!”  I say to him, “Those instructions were for me, not you silly.”  He jokes back, “Oh, right.  Well, I already had my pants off anyway.”  I look at him quizzically then remember that, yes, he would have had his pants off for the specimen deposit.  He then says, “I had my shirt off too.”  I ask why he would need to have that off.  He says, “Well, I didn’t want to get anything on it.”  Right.  Of course.  Then he says, “But I left my shoes on.”  I laugh.  I laugh some more.  I ask why he didn’t take those off too, “Well, you never know when there will be a fire…”



I laughed, a lot.  Just the image of him in the room, making a deposit in nothing but shoes and socks and then having to suddenly run for it because of a fire.  HAHAHAHAHA!  I said to him, “Personally, if there was a fire I’d rather be wearing a shirt than shoes.”  His response?  “Yeah, but there could be nails.”  I love him dearly.  It’s right about this point as we’re both laughing our heads off and the happy laughter tears are starting to spill down my face that the nurse comes in for the IUI.  I wonder what she was thinking about us!

Of course, she was a talker.  I don’t know about you all, but I’d rather not talk about the weather and my weekend plans as some lady is sticking a speculum and catheter up in my nether regions.  It’s just a bit awkward…plus I’m fighting not to yell out in pain, not really up for the talking.  Luckily husband takes over at that point for me.  Just as she begins the procedure, Justin leans over and whispers in my ear, “Just remember…there could be a fire at any time…”

Love him. 🙂


8 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. justin
    Jun 17, 2009 @ 17:38:04

    Well…there could.


  2. susie
    Jun 17, 2009 @ 17:50:01

    That was too funny. I can just see the headline now. “Fertility Clinic starts on fire! Patients flee with only shoes on!” hee hee.


  3. Kate
    Jun 18, 2009 @ 23:39:45

    cute! Laughter is the best medicine. Its great he’s so supportive.


  4. Dawn
    Jun 19, 2009 @ 11:53:24

    i think that humor is so important. so happy you support each other and can laugh together. 🙂


  5. And So it Goes (AshaAnn)
    Jun 20, 2009 @ 17:10:53

    I love this story! I will have to keep this story in mind when we do our first iui to bring some levity to the day.


  6. meggomae
    Jun 21, 2009 @ 13:40:19

    It really did help lighten my mood. IUI’s make me nervous, not only b/c I know it’s going to be painful, but because I want it so badly to work – he keeps me laughing and that’s one reason why I love him! 🙂


  7. Kate
    Jun 23, 2009 @ 17:54:31

    Is your other blog also an infertility blog btw? I added it to my list of IF blogs I read but I wasn’t sure so I thought I’d ask


  8. meggomae
    Jun 23, 2009 @ 20:08:07

    Kate…My other blog is where I put all other life stuff, but there is occasionally cross over. But no, it’s not an IF blog. This is my IF blog. I also have a sewing blog as I’m beginning to do a lot of sewing 🙂


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