The more he compassionately witnesses my bouts with AF, various OB procedures, and the like, my husband has always asserted how glad he is to be a man. On Monday while at the OB/GYN office for the now weekly exams, the nurse assistant pulled a specul.um out of the drawer. "Honey, that is the evil device known as the speculu.m," I pointed out to my husband. He's never seen one until now.
His eyes widened in horror and he replied, "That looks like medieval tor.ture device!" The nurse and midwife chuckled, and agreed with him. Chock one more reason why he's happy to be a guy on the list. As for me, I felt satisfaction in him learning about yet another aspect of womanhood that is invasive and painful. A small victory! :)