We did our 4th IUI a couple of summers ago. My clinic was on the 6th floor in a downtown hi-rise building. The doc said, "oh it's a nice sunny day, let's keep the blinds open." She deposited the sperm and left me to lay on the exam table naked from the waist down, except for one of those flimsy paper sheets and with a timer set for 20 minutes. As I was laying there I saw some ropes dangling by the window. Soon I heard voices. The window washers were coming to my window!!! I didn't have a call light and I didn't dare move cuz I didn't want those precious sperm to run down my leg. Anyways, the window washers moved on and the timer went off and I was on my way. Sorry to say it didn't work. That would've been a great story for the baby book.
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