After weeks of hinting (and gagging), I finally convinced him to see a urologist. I decided to go with him for moral support. As we sat in the waiting room, I reassured him, \u201cIt\u2019s probably nothing, babe. Maybe an infection or something minor.\u201d He nodded nervously, the smell still wafting around us.<\/p>\n
When his name was called, he disappeared behind the doctor\u2019s office door, leaving me to scroll through my phone, trying not to think about how the receptionist kept glancing at me with pity.<\/p>\n
Five minutes later, the door opened, and the doctor stepped out. His face was red, his lips twitching like he was suppressing a laugh.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou might want to go in and see for yourself,\u201d he said, barely holding back a chuckle.<\/p>\n
My stomach dropped. \u201cDoctor, what\u2019s going on? Why are you laughing?\u201d<\/p>\n
He just gestured toward the room. My heart pounded as I stepped inside.<\/p>\n
There stood my husband, shifting uncomfortably, his eyes darting around the room. He rubbed the back of his neck and wouldn\u2019t meet my gaze.<\/p>\n
\u201cHoney\u2026\u201d he started, his voice hesitant. \u201cI\u2019m not sure how to say this\u2026 But I just had the doctor confirm\u2026 I have an STD.\u201d<\/p>\n
The room spun. The smell, the discomfort, the weird looks\u2014it all clicked. My husband had been cheating.<\/p>\n
I stared at him, feeling a mixture of rage, disgust, and betrayal.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo,\u201d I said, crossing my arms, \u201cwho was she?\u201d<\/p>\n
He swallowed hard. The doctor, still standing awkwardly in the corner, cleared his throat. \u201cI\u2019ll, uh, give you two a moment.\u201d<\/p>\n
And just like that, the worst doctor\u2019s visit of my life became the beginning of the end of my marriage.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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