Patients Reveal the Most Awkward
A Subtle Warning
It began with a strange smell—something “almost rotten.” At first, I brushed it off as body odor or bad laundry detergent. But the odor worsened, and I knew something was off. My husband, usually very clean, dismissed it. Even when coworkers noticed, he didn’t seem concerned.
Seeking Answers
Worried, I made an appointment with a urologist. Though my husband agreed to go, he still didn’t take it seriously. I sat in the waiting room thinking it might be a harmless infection or diet issue. Then the doctor walked out, visibly flustered and trying not to laugh.
“Ma’am,” he said, barely containing himself, “you… you might want to come in and hear this directly.”
A Shocking Confession
Inside the room, my husband sat pale and ashamed. “Honey… I don’t know how to say this. But… I, uh… I cheated on you.” He rushed to explain it was a one-time mistake, claiming he was drunk and it meant nothing. He hadn’t used protection, and now he had a venereal infection. “That’s what the smell is from.”
The Real Betrayal
I was stunned. I had come out of concern, only to be blindsided. The smell wasn’t about hygiene—it was a warning. “The worst part wasn’t even the betrayal — it was the silence.” He would’ve let the infection linger and put me at risk. I was the one who noticed, who took action. And I left the clinic alone, certain of one thing: “When your gut tells you something isn’t right, trust it.”
