My latest attack on my “Love, Recorded” column is up at The Good Men Project Magazine: “I’m Pregnant.” Good gracious! Cathreen and I go to the ER.
Here’s an excerpt:
“The nurse puts her in a wheelchair. In the ultrasound room, she is doing the pee-pee dance. I tell her to just go a little bit and hold the rest. The ultrasound operator, however, won’t let her. Cathreen says please. The operator says she will get the pictures quickly. “You have to hold it,” she says.
“This is not what I expected,” I say as Cathreen moans and says she really can’t hold it, “from TV.” ”
Also, thanks to Robert Kloss for his kind words on Our Island of Epidemics here.