(My girlfriend and I are both bi women. She is in the hospital to have a minor operation. I have to work, but I stop by after my shift. She’s woken up already, and I find out she’s had a panic attack — which is apparently fairly normal when waking up from anesthetic — and is recovering from it still. I go to see if I can help, being a friendly face and all. When I get there, she is still having the attack and is clinging pretty desperately onto the male nurse. When her panic does subside enough, I end up taking over so the nurse can do nurse things. My girlfriend is self-conscious over the fact she had a panic attack, so I try to lighten the mood.)
Me: joking “Are you being like this because I caught you with a man?”
Girlfriend: super confused “What?”
Me: “I mean, getting to cuddle up that real cute nurse. You sly dog.” I nudge her playfully “I mean, if you wanted to add a man to us, I wouldn’t be against it.”
Girlfriend: “I don’t understaaaaand!”
(She lightens up after that, and I hang about for a few hours until she’s released. As we’re leaving, we walk by the male nurse, who says goodbye. When he’s out of earshot…)
Girlfriend: “He was so cute!“
Me: “He’s the nurse you clung to when you were panicking!”
Girlfriend: “D*** it! I don’t remember!”
