At one of the countless vaginal ultrasounds I attended, I as, usual, got naked from the waist down, wrapped my self in a stiff, scratchy hospital sheet, and sat down on the crinkly paper covering the exam table, and braced myself for the giant dildo wand they were about to stick inside me.
Meanwhile, Josh sat down in one of the chairs in the exam room, fidgeted a little and said, "this chair is not very comfortable."
I glared at him and then told him I would happily sit in the uncomfortable chair and he could have the exam table instead.
(In all honesty, Josh has been incredibly supportive throughout this entire process).
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