Well, this week has flown by. What a strange week it has been!!
I had a letter last Saturday from Addenbrookes - stating my little specimen was at a suboptimal level and showed signs of an infection!
Infection? Well what kind of bloody infection? Certainly not a STD as I've only ever slept with the wife. Unless looking at young ladies with big boobs infects the male reproductive system? - I very much doubt it.
So, I had to book an urgent doctor's appointment to get some antibiotics to clear it up. In the world according to Murphy's Law I had to get the most up-herself, unsympathetic, pompous, egotistic, cold, uncaring, rude female GP. All the other GPs came out to the waiting-room to collect their patients. She didn't - chosing to go the ultimate 'family doctor' personal touch and use the intercom system to announce she was now ready to see her next patient.
Time is now of the essence as I have to take the antibiotics for two weeks and then wait a further six weeks until I have to do my 'manly' duties. Let's all hope for a good result. How hard is it to ejaculate an optimal amount of love-juice into a small pot?
Maybe it's me with the health problems as so far all the wife's tests (3 or 4 separate events) have all shown positive signs. All I had to do was squirt into a pot - and it came back as 'not enough' and 'infected'. Talk about how to really deflate a man....
Still, I have my health..... 
...... but slowly losing all of my self-esteem.
