IUI went well today. No problems except for a nasty nurse.
As she was doing it, I was having some cramping. And was kinda moaning a little bit. After she gets done she says "Wow, you are sensitive. Feeling every little thing like that."
Um, listen here lady: I think I have a right to be a tad sensitive. I am laying here under ridiculously bright lights with no pants on and my feet in tiny-ass stirrups. You are shoving a giant torture device (which you call a speculum) up my vagina. All the while shooting my husband's sperm into a place that is supposed to be sacred. I should be at home making love with my husband, so get off my back &*^$&.
Wish I could have said that to her.