The health outcomes for black and brown women when it comes to their reproductive systems are so bad, I feel like every husband needs to know.

During my wife’s pregnancies my job, my ONLY job, was to make sure no doctor did anything she didn’t want.

She ended up not taking drugs during either of her labors. But both times I was there just as a bulwark if she was put under and the doc had ideas about what should or shouldn’t be removed.

And that process started well ahead of Labor Day. It involved going to appointments asking questions, even if you were WebMDing your way through shit. Just making the doctors know you would be a FORCE that they couldn’t fast talk around or through or over.

I never drop where I went to school as much as when I’m meeting a new doctor for myself or my kids or my wife. I never mention what I do or how I “go on TV sometimes” as much as those moments.

My whole entire point is to exude a “don’t fuck with us. We will not be fucked with.”