MEN’S CLINIC

I’d like to shoot that doctor, really. If he is a real doctor. I really don’t know. My husband, he is close to 60, and I am a little younger, and for some reason he has gotten obsessed with getting old. I told him, why are you worried? Everyone gets old. You are in your natural aging process.

But he cannot accept it and he started acting really weird.  I mean, asking me for it morning and night.  And I mean every morning and yes, every single night.  It has gotten ridiculous.  I told him, I am not a teenager any more.  I have to work.  I get up at 4:00 a.m. to go clean houses – I don’t feel like, you know, before work, and then having to wear a pad all day because I don’t feel clean.

And now he is doing really strange things like telling me to suck on his nipples, and say things to him.  I don’t know where this is coming from.  I don’t know what he wants.  Why can’t he just age gracefully?  I have enough problems without serving him like a farm animal.

Come to find out he went to a men’s clinic.  And he said he was tired and had no energy, and they are giving him shots of testosterone!  That’s why he’s acting like a donkey.  Well, two can play at that game!  I am going to ask this lady doctor for a note – and guess what it’s going to say?  Two months of pelvic rest.  Nothing up in there.  Full rest.  No nothing.  I’m going to get it in writing.

My husband is about to get a dose of his own medicine.  Medically necessary, haha!  He’ll see how bitter that pill is to swallow.  Maybe he’ll have to stop the shots and he can come back to his senses.  His doctor is not the only doctor in town.  If he’s even a real doctor, which I doubt, because why would anybody in their right mind give an old man testosterone?   I think it’s a sin and a crying shame.