That's not my wife!

I am known for my practical jokes and kidding around.  Every day I look for opportunities to have fun joking, teasing and seeing the funnier side of life.  

All of our children were born at Texas Woman's Hospital.   On our son, Derek's pregnancy, we went for a check up with ultrasound.  While we were waiting, a nurse came and got Johnna.  Around 10 minutes later, another nurse came and got me.   The Hospital is a very modern and big place.  The nurse who got me guided me for a few minutes to a corridor with many closed doors.  As you may know, ultra sound is usually done is closed rooms because the woman must disrobe.  In those days, from what I could tell, the room was usually dark to get the best quality imaging.

As we reached the closed rooms, the nurse who took me, opened the door to a dark room.  On the far side of the big room, I saw Johnna lying down in a hospital gown with her stomach exposed.  There was a nurse standing over her with her back to me.  This was the nurse who originally had got Johnna out of the waiting room.  On another side of the room was a Doctor with his back to me also.  The Doctor was viewing a computer monitor.

In this quick survey of the room, as the nurse who took me was holding the door open, I said: "THAT'S NOT MY WIFE!!!" in a loud voice.  The Doctor swung around with a startled perplexed look on his face as well as the nurse over Johnna.  The nurse who was with me did a one step recoil backwards.  I knew they all must of thought that a partially clothed woman in a very private medical moment had just been seen by a stranger.  

After a few moments,  I saw Johnna giving me a "dirty look."  I gave out a loud boisterous laugh that probably could be  heard for quite a good distance down the halls.  The Doctor started laughing and the nurse who took me to the room gave me a big smile.