A man has sued a hospital stating that after recent treatment, his wife had lost interest in being intimate.

The hospital, in their defense, stated… “All we did was correct her eyesight.”

A man walked into a lawyer’s office, his face twisted in frustration, carrying a thick stack of papers. He slammed them down on the desk and grumbled, “I need to sue the hospital.”

The lawyer raised an eyebrow. “What’s going on?”

“My wife! After her recent treatment at the hospital, she’s completely lost interest in me!” the man explained.

“Was she hurt? Is she okay?”

“Oh, she’s perfectly fine,” the man said, shaking his head. “But something’s not right. Ever since her treatment, she’s barely looked at me! She says I’m a ‘nice guy,’ but… we’re married! There should be fireworks, not polite nods!”

The lawyer squinted at him. “Did you try asking her about it?”

“Well, no. But this is a serious matter!” the man replied. “I’ve been trying everything — new cologne, fancy dinners, even learning how to cook. But it’s like she’s looking right through me…”

“Okay,” said the lawyer, adjusting his glasses, “so what’s your angle? How do you think the hospital is responsible?”

“I’m suing the hospital because, after her treatment, she doesn’t even glance in my direction anymore. I suspect they’ve done something to her that’s… messing with her mind!”

The lawyer nodded slowly, trying to digest this. “Was her treatment something serious? Something that could have caused changes in her behavior?”

“She had her eyesight corrected,” the man said dramatically.

The lawyer blinked. “Wait, so you’re telling me… you’re suing the hospital because your wife can now actually see you clearly?”

The man nodded, his face filled with conviction. “Exactly! She used to call me ‘handsome,’ ‘dashing,’ ‘the love of her life.’ But now? She can see the gray hairs, the wrinkles, the belly I’ve been trying to hide under layers of shirts. It’s like the magic is gone!”

The lawyer leaned back in his chair, trying not to burst out laughing. “So, let me get this straight. Your wife, who couldn’t see clearly before, now has perfect vision and… she doesn’t find you as attractive?”

“Correct!” the man said, as though the matter were completely logical.

“And you’re blaming the hospital for… fixing her vision?” the lawyer asked incredulously.

“Yes!” the man said, as if it was the simplest thing in the world. “Ever since she can see everything clearly, she’s been pointing out all my flaws. The bags under my eyes, the bad haircut, my terrible attempts at exercising… It’s like I’m a completely different person!”

The lawyer took a deep breath and then said, “Well, in the hospital’s defense, all they did was correct her eyesight.”

The man froze, his face pale. “What do you mean by that?”

“Well, before her treatment, she might not have been able to see what you look like in the mornings after a long night of snoring and drooling on the pillow. Now, she can.”

The man sat back in his chair, his expression dropping as reality set in. “You’re telling me this whole thing… it’s my fault?”

The lawyer chuckled softly. “I’m afraid so. Maybe she just needs some time to adjust to her new view of you.”

The man sighed. “I guess I should have just gone to the gym instead of suing the hospital, huh?”

The lawyer smiled. “Well, a little exercise couldn’t hurt. But maybe you should start with fixing your eyesight first, and get a mirror that’s not so brutally honest.”

The man left the office, his head hanging low but already making plans to hit the gym, as the lawyer watched him go, shaking his head with a grin.

And so, the man learned a valuable lesson: sometimes, when you see things clearly, the truth might just be a little too hard to swallow.