My wife is disabled. Much of the time, there isn't enough space between the pain and drugged insensibility for loving sex. This blog is a diary of our journey. Or just a place to shout. This will not likely entertain you. For that, see my links.
Friday, April 21, 2006
Taking a battering ram to the walls
Last night she said she felt "shut off," as if it's my fault she retreats to the recliner every night.
Well, fuck that.
Tonight, I'm dragging her out of the recliner, and onto the couch where we can touch each other.