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Disability, Sex, Marriage, Tears.

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.

Tuesday, September 05, 2006

House

We're watching House. It's a TV show.

House says, "So you aren't fulfilled by taking care of him... you get nothing out of it... but NOT taking care of him would make you feel worse."

She didn't say anything.
Posted by Nobilis Reed at 8:32 PM

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