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Confessions of a married baby boomer.

Where the rubber meets the road

When we left the doctor’s office with the original diagnosis from the biopsy, the Wife asked when we could have sex.  I wondered why that concerned her since we don’t have it that often anyway.  They said any time you felt comfortable after a few days.

Evidently,  one of the (many) unknown side effects from this experience was that you should wear a condom when you have sex after a biopsy.  Now I guess it is not absolutely required but they say your semen will be bloody or discolored for a while.  So better safe than sorry.

I wondered if this was true so I decided to check things out.

Now I must admit that I have on occasion taken things in my own hands.  So I went for a test drive.  Not pretty.  I figured you might need to flush the pipes, so I kept at it. Dirty work– but someone has to do it!!  After several times, the bullets were still discolored.  Yeah I know — gross.  But there is not a lot about this whole process that is very pleasant.

After several weeks, the Wife asked if I had any condoms.  Turns out I did.  Tucked away in the night stand.

(Notice– XL!!!!)

Anyway– did you know they have an expiration date?   Like milk or something.  Wonder if they go sour?  Guess they could dry out.  Luckily, we were just under the wire.  Tells you how often they were used.

After another brief sexual encounter, I was advised that these particular condoms were not very comfortable.

So off to the store I go.  Now I have not bought condoms for years.   Damn, those fancy ones are expensive.  I decided on a 3 pack.  Should last for 2012.  Funny but you are still looking around to see if anyone you know is there.  They have them in little protective cases now, so you can’t even go thru the self checkout.  Have to pick the right check out person.  Felt like an awkward teen!!!

I’ll let you know if they pass the test.  If I ever get to use them!!

One Response to “Where the rubber meets the road”

  1. Hee hee yes, just like a teenager – I feel like that every time as well!


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