Doctors Orders- Warning could be taken as TMI for some
Well today was quite interesting. My husband finally agreed to get tested. We know I have "issues" with getting pregnant but, the doctor also wanted to make sure my husband had good swimmers.
It really is pretty amazing how much of a feascal it was made into. It took months just to get him to "participate", and then it was pure craziness.
The doctor gives us this cute little sterile container to put the "goods" into. Now there are some stipulations which come with this: It is best to not have any type of sexual activity for 2-5 days before the "goods" are taken (Including oral and masturbation), it needs to arrive within 30 minutes from when the "goods" are taken and also must be kept at body tempature.
Oh wait, it gets better!
So the nearest place we are supposed to drop this off at, it a 30-35 minute drive and that is only if there is no major traffic. The hours of this place are monday through friday from 9:00 a.m. - 5:30 p.m., closed most holidays. So please tell me how this is supposed to be done an any man who has a "normal" daytime job? Exactly, it's damn near impossible.
I was set on getting this done, since Joe finally agreed. We planned about a week in advance for today to be the day. Of course on his way home there was a lot of traffic, so I told him I would meet him at the hospital and we would have to do it around there. He was not to thrilled but we didn't have much to work with, not to mention he had gone a few days without anything.
We meet at the hospital with minutes to spare. The "goods" are recieved and then we head in to drop it off. Little do we know there is an entire process we have to go through first. The woman at the front desk tells me we must register first!! So we go to the first, and only woman available. Thank goodness it was rather slow for the time of day. We have to sit there for almost 15 minutes while she puts him into the computer. She needed so many random bits of information, including where he worked, what the phone number was ... Joe was ready to kill me. Then to top it off, even though we had insurance she needed a $50 (possibly refundable) deposit. I spilled out the information as quick as I could, gave her the money and then was told to go drop it off at the lab.
We had never been there before, which to many could be taken as "common knowledge" considering we had to give her all this information to register. Lucky for us she pointed us in the right direction. We make over 4 turns, go down some stairs and wala "LAB" found. We enter the lab to find a young girl talking on the phone. We have to wait for another 5 minutes for her to finish her very imporant conversation... and were then told to just leave it the container in front of her.