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TIFU by texting a .gif to my home care nurse instead of my wife

I had a major surgery last year, and this led to complications that required surgery again this year. The second surgery left me with an open wound that required a wound vac and visits from a home care nurse 3-4 times a week. The nurse calls me up and we arrange for her first visit a couple days after my discharge from the hospital.

I have to say that the nurse and I didn't start off very well. She was very cold and formal, and this clashed with my jovial nature. Couple that with the fact that I have to expose my junk to access the wound site and you have a recipe for maximum awkwardness. This awkwardness persisted for the weeks and months where she would visit, with the only breaks being the times she was off and a more fun and personable nurse would take her place. I got to the point where I dreaded seeing her.

After what seemed like forever, I finally got a release from home care with one more visit and the approval from my surgeon to resume sexual activity. YES!!

I was so excited that I didn't even make it to my car before sending my wife this gif with the caption "I'm gonna do this to you tonight".

Then I get the response:

Excuse me??

That's extremely inappropriate Mr. XXXXXXXX

I'm mortified. I literally need a Snicker's bar. I had been texting the nurse from my doctor's office to arrange her coming by to pick up the wound vac and leftover supplies. I had been texting my wife before that and had forgotten to switch back in my excitement...

In all my life I have never felt awkwardness and embarrassment like that last visit with my home care nurse, who treated me like a creeper even after I apologized and flushed completely red trying to explain I meant the message for my wife.

TL;DR I sent my cold and hyper-formal home care nurse a suggestive gif and message meant for my wife. Maximum cringe ensued..

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