That's okay, he's amazing at everything else that is required to live with me.
The only story I have right now that is worth posting actually comes from an old nursing instructor. She was my adviser and spent over 30 years working in labor/delivery starting in the early 1960s.
We were sharing stories about doctors behaving badly one afternoon and she told me a story of her first year as a L&D nurse. Apparently, a doctor got fed up with her that evening, and in a childish fit of rage...
THREW A PLACENTA AT HER FACE.
Now, whenever a doc gets uppity with me, I just let it slide off my back and think, "Well...at least I don't have placenta all over me."