In disbelief – for the test had been unmistakable – the consultant pulled up the couple’s records and reviewed them.He even asked his fellow consultants to review the case, to see if he had possibly made a mistake.Although my ex-husband and I co-parent our now 12-year old son, my son spends 75% of his time at my home.With no relatives nearby to watch my son, my dating life is restricted to Monday nights and alternate weekends.However, the consultant gently insisted that both husband and wife be tested.
As we sipped wine and gazed out at the hotel's infinity pool and the lights of the city, we talked about how nice it would be have to have a date with us.
When the results came back, it was indeed he who was infertile and, unfortunately, his condition wasn’t one that could be treated.
He would never be able to father biological children. He stormed out of the clinic with his wife and vowed never to see the doctor again.
The smooth ovoids were in ascending order of size – or descending, depending on your perspective.
This was an orchidometer, he said, a medical device used to measure the volume of the testicles.
And yes, dear future husband, I do remember how hard or not each grade is.