I agree, men don't like to hear that stuff. They do just squirm. A month or two ago I happened to mention to my male therapist that I had been ill, with an "exploding ovary," as I called it. I feel I can tell my therapist most anything and so started telling him about this problem with my ovary that caused me severe pain and I'd had to go to the hospital for a CT scan to see if I actually had kidney stones, but they discovered a large ovarian cyst that was bleeding into my abdomenal cavity. This had happened two months in a row with intolerable pain (but they gave me vicodin the last time, which was really effective!). Anyway, my male therapist handled all this "girl talk" really well and was appropriately sympathetic and did not squirm. Yay, T! I was impressed! Good for him.