Don't run away, this is not about what happened during an appointment and I am fine! The following is another in a long, amusing line of 'Royal in America' stories ---
I had an appointment booked at the OB/GYN for 8:45am the other morning. Completely unrelated, I'd been sick with a pretty severe cold/sore throat and not sleeping well lately. Sometime around 7:30am I called Royal (he works nights) and asked if he would call their office at 8:00am and see if I could reschedule. If it was possible, I would get an extra hour of much-needed sleep before going to work. Being the absolute sweetheart he is, he agreed and the appointment was rescheduled for a few days later.
Then my Mom texted, then Royal texted, then the Doctor's office called (I didn't pick up) and there I was wide awake with plenty of time to make it to the appointment. I decided to call the Doc and see if they had given away my time yet. The following is my conversation with the OB/GYN nurse:
Me: Hi, this is Kathy _________.
"Oh hi! I just spoke with your husband, I hope you feel better."
Me: Thank you. I'm so sorry to mess you guys around, but have you already given away my 8:45 this morning?
"No, but I've rescheduled you for 8:45 on Thursday."
Me: Would it be possible for me to just come in this morning? I'm so sorry to do this...
"Sure, just come on in. Will he be with you?"
Me: [completely blanking] He? Um...
"Your husband, will your husband be with you?"
Me: Oh! No, he's at work .... ?
"I just love his accent!!" [honest to God, she giggled]
Me: OH! Haha. Well it's easy listening.
"Oh yes! We'll see you in a few minutes."
Me: Thank you, bye.
So. That was the day that a middle-aged OB/GYN nurse requested the presence of my young, English-English speaking husband at my OB/GYN appointment.