Through all the sadness and stess, you do have to see the humour in things as well. So hereโs a little comic relief (at DHโs expense).
A few weeks ago when we went to see the specialist for a scan we had to wait in the little ultrasound room for a while. Husband, being the comic that he is ๐, proceeded to take the (vaginal) ultrasound probe and pretended to be ultrasounding his head...his temples etc... I let him do that for quite a while before I asked him whether he remembered what the Dr uses that probe for, and how many women has gone through this room before us...
Even if nothing else good came from that appointment, the look of pure horror when he realised what he was doing made that visit entirely worth while ๐๐