Being a rule breaker, I have included a picture at the end of my story (Sorry, Jenny).
The plastic immobilizer, being warmed by the light of a gooseneck lamp, reminded me of snow angels. Evan, my three-week old son and I waited in an exam room.
When the urologist entered, I kissed Evan on the forehead, and handed my only son to the nurse. As I opened the exam door to leave, I looked back at the scene.
Strapping my naked infant into the Circumstraint, the nurse whispered “Hush little baby, don’t cry.”
I sobbed when I heard Evan’s shrieks from the waiting room. Five minutes later, my son was no longer burdened by his foreskin.