Being a typical man trying to fix something that was broken I thought that maybe something cold would help and I handed my wife a pack of frozen peas to put in her panties thinking that the cold would numb the area, to which I was informed “I am going to walk around with an effin’ pack of frozen peas between my legs, just leave me alone!”
Well, doing what any other husband would do if their wife was in the same condition I got the hell out of there as fast as I could and hid in my man cave.
While in the cave I searched the internet for “yeast infection remedies,” vaginal ice packs, or something that I thought might relieve her agony, but I found nothing except home remedies suggesting putting yogurt on her vagina (really?!?), freezing water in condoms, and making “padsicles” out of feminine napkins.
Later that day I went to every pharmacy in town combing the feminine product sections looking for “I don’t know what,” and again I found nothing. There was Vagi-this and Vagi-that, but I was looking for an ice pack and I was amazed that there wasn’t a vaginal ice pack. There’s an ice pack for every other inch of the human body, I thought to myself, but not for “down there.” “Oh well sorry honey” a ziplock bag of ice it is.