My husband started to smell really bad… I mean, REEK.
I made an appointment for him with the urologist and decided to go with him for support. He went into the doctor’s office, and the doctor closed the door.
Five minutes later, the doctor came out and his face turned red when he saw me.
Doctor (barely holding back laughter): “You might want to go in and see for yourself.”
Me: “Doctor, what’s going on? Why are you laughing?”
Then my husband came out.
He: “Honey… I’m not sure how to say this… but I—”
I braced myself, half expecting a horrible diagnosis. My stomach twisted.
Him (awkwardly): “…I had a piece of garlic stuck… in a very personal place. For weeks.”
My jaw dropped. “WHAT?!”
The doctor finally broke into laughter. “It happens more often than you’d think. Sometimes people use home remedies they read online. Apparently, he thought garlic would ‘improve circulation.’ Instead, it rotted and started to smell.”
I covered my face, torn between horror and hysterical laughter. My husband looked like he wanted the ground to swallow him whole.
On the drive home, I couldn’t stop giggling. “So, Mr. Garlic Pants, what have we learned today?”
He groaned, sinking into his seat. “That I should NEVER take medical advice from random YouTube videos again.”
I tried to hold my laughter, but every time I looked at him, all I could see was the word GARLIC flashing over his head like a neon sign.
When we got home, he stormed into the shower, muttering, “This is going to haunt me forever.”
But just when I thought the embarrassment was over, he shouted from the bathroom:
“HONEY! There’s ANOTHER one!”
I rushed over, panicked. “What do you mean another one?!”
He held up the shower drain cover, where a second clove of garlic had just slid out. I lost it—I laughed so hard I nearly fell to the floor.
He glared at me, but even he cracked a smile. “Guess I was trying to season myself from the inside out.”
From then on, every time we made pasta, I couldn’t resist teasing him: “Want me to save you a clove?”
He’d groan, “Too soon.”
But the truth is, that ridiculous garlic incident brought us closer. Because if you can survive your spouse finding vegetables in places vegetables don’t belong, you can survive anything.
