The Sun Will Come Out Tomorrow

Sex has been off the table since my fall on Thursday night. I have been focusing on trying to adapt to this new difficulty. Sadly, my left hand is affected. That’s the hand that was fully sensitive. Now, it’s worse than the right. I believe that some sensitivity is coming back. I can feel the bumps on the keyboard so I can position my fingers. I didn’t have that on Saturday. I am typing this post instead of dictating it.

I have to say that it’s a good thing I am not allowed to jerk off. That rule has thoroughly gotten me out of the habit. With the loss of sensation in my left hand, I couldn’t do it if I wanted. I’m curious to see if sex works at all for me. At this point, I should be pretty responsive. As it stands, I can’t say that I care very much. I asked Mrs. Lion to get out the massage table. No harm in a little clinical testing. Another sacrifice for science.

In the midst of all this, a string of outlets in the kitchen and our second bath stopped working. Mrs. Lion had to dig out extension cords so we could use our microwave. I hate contributing to her burden. I’m not used to needing help. I don’t count sex in this, since she wanted me to lose my ability to get myself off. She applied for that job.

Thanks for sticking with me through all this. I appreciate your loyalty.