No, not that kind of captivity. Lion has remained caged. However, he hasn’t been out of the house since he came home sick on Wednesday afternoon. I succumbed on Friday. We didn’t do laundry yesterday. We were barely able to feed ourselves. Lion made noises like he was going to work today. Until around bedtime. Then he threw in the towel, turned off the alarm, and went to sleep. I had already called in dead to my boss.

Today, we’re a little more awake, although we still feel like death. We’re definitely ready to feel better. We both need to get back to work. To do that we need to be able to stay awake all day. And preferably, we shouldn’t be coughing up our lungs. Fingers crossed.

Lion says he feels better. Sure. Right. He’s currently snoozing beside me. I don’t think I was quite as sick as he was. I did zonk out in bed Friday afternoon for a few hours, and we had a who-has-the-higher-fever contest, but he’s been zonked more than I have.

I finally had a whole day that we didn’t run errands. A day to vegetate. And I was too sick to enjoy it. Today we think we need to do laundry. I’m probably using the last of my morning energy writing this. I don’t know if Lion will have enough oomph after his nap to do it.

Needless to say, neither of us is concerned with sex or play. By default, Lion has waited a few more days. Effortlessly. That’s really the only way either of us can do anything right now. And, as predicted, I’m starting to fade. [Lion – I woke up and read this. We will be lucky to feed ourselves today. Mrs. Lion is taking care of me despite being sick. I thought I was getting better. Sadly, I’m not.]

I missed two posts. That breaks a two-plus year perfect record. I’ve been sicker than I can remember in my adult life. It befell me on Wednesday afternoon and I took to my bed. I didn’t eat anything for two days. Last night I managed half a small chicken pot pie, and today a bit of food too. I don’t ever remember not wanting to eat. I couldn’t stand without support and fell a couple of times going to the bathroom. Writing was far from my top priority.

It feels badly to have broken the streak. Mrs. Lion fell sick on Friday and was home from work before 11 AM. She too has been very dizzy. Somehow, we’ve been able to keep things going. It’s Saturday afternoon and I just managed to take a shower; the first since Tuesday night. It does feel good to be clean. Mrs. Lion’s appetite is good and she seems more mobile than me. Maybe we are over the worst of this. I’ve been sleeping about 16 hours a day. Very nice for an old lion.

Needless to say, nothing sexual has crossed either of our minds for days. I am still in my Jail Bird. It never came off. I did comment that maybe it would be easier to pee standing up. Mrs. Lion offered to unlock me. I declined. I guess 2.0 was away while she’s sick. Even though we both feel horrible, we’ve been holding hands and otherwise touching almost all of the time. She’s gone out of her way to try to get some food into me.

I’ve always believed that you can tell if people are truly in love by the way they act during an illness. Mrs. Lion is obviously in love with me. Her concern and love have given me energy and a will to recover. When I’m sick I feel alone in the world. No one seems to care what happens to me. No one but my lioness, that is. I think many dark, lonely thoughts. Demon of abandonment haunt my fevered sleep. Those demons would have taken me, but for the warm hand holding mine keeping me fast to this earth.

Yes, I appreciate all the mean things 2.0 does to me and how she keeps me from a desperately-needed orgasm. But my lioness’ warm hand keeping me from the abyss is a gift beyond value.

You may have noticed the lack of a Lion post this morning. He’s still sick. Now he has a fever to accompany his cough and stuffiness. He’s also not eating. That won’t help him get better any time soon. In addition, I now have the same cough although not as bad. I usually joke about being the carrier of diseases. I don’t normally actually get sick. I guess when it has bounced around as long as this has, I was bound to get it sooner or later.

Needless to say, there was no play last night. I didn’t think there would be. Lion surprised me the night before by wanting to play but he wasn’t as sick then and the fever hadn’t shown up. If we’re both sick, I doubt there will be any play this weekend. We’ll be lucky to make it out of bed at all. In some case, not making it out of bed would be fun. Unfortunately, that isn’t the case this time.

I apologize for the shortness of this post and for the possibility of some missed posts by both of us while we ride out our illnesses.