Cattlemen's wives are irritated pregnant ladies

I got what I thought was just a touch of the stomach flu over the weekend. It was unpleasant most of Saturday, and much better Sunday, so I thought I had beaten it. Then on Monday, it smacked me down with a vengeance. I called up to my OB to ask what I should do, and they decided I needed to come up to the hospital to be checked, and probably get an IV going. So I cried, and called Joe, and tried to fix my kids lunch, and cried some more. Joe was really good--he rescued me from feeding the kids lunch and got them all ready to go, called his mom, and got me up there in good time. However, once we got up to the hospital, the Bovine Farmer weirdness began.
When one works with animals, one gets a lot of medical supplies for them. In the course of my pregnancies, I have learned from my husband that cow reproduction, pregnancy and delivery are not much different from humans. So, Joe, who has delivered and observed many a pregnant cow in his time, is generally not surprised by weird pregnancy or birth things, like stained amniotic fluid, or the use of pitocin. He is, however, a little freaked out that the IV needle they used for me yesterday is the same size as the one he uses on his animals. He thinks its ok for 300 lb calves, not so much for his wife. Plus, he has a whole diatribe he will share with everyone about how the hospital will charge $5 for the needle, and he could have brought his own for 33 cents. He also noted that the saline and electrolite solution they gave me he used to order in bulk for his newborn calves, and that he can get me some pitocin and anti-biotic for my next IV drip on the way home from the hospital. All it takes is a trip to Cal-Ranch. So while I appreciate his aplomb in what can only be described as a truly lousy situation, it is a little irritating to consider that all I need is at the Ag supply store. Also, if I get compared to a cow one more time, I may find the strength or means to throw one at him.