The rust years

My doctor tells me these aren't the golden years, they're the rust years. And I've been rusting too much lately. I debated whether to share the story but then we blog to tell the story of our lives and so I decided to let you know if you're interested. I always like it when bloggers share their stories.   

I've been fortunate on the health front. Haven't spent a night in a hospital in decades since I had hernia surgery when I was something like 9 or 10. And I play tennis several times a week. But lately, I've been rusting. First had bursitis on my right hip. Needed a cortisone shot and physical therapy.
Then I felt something on the side of my leg just below the knee. Thought it was a pulled hamstring or calf muscle. I had an appointment with my physical therapist and asked what exercises I needed for this. She felt it, called a guy over and he felt it and they decided I needed an ultrasound. Turns out I had a blood clot behind my left knee. My doctor told me a couple of years ago I had Factor Five leiden and my blood was in danger of clotting. I didn't take it too seriously because I never had a clot. But there it was.

So I am now on a regimen of a blood thinner called Xarelto for six months and I get another ultrasound in November to see if it has dissolved. Also, the lawyers who run TV ads claim Xarelto can lead to dangerous side effects but I haven't had those and the doc said it's better than the alternatives. But if I get blood in my urine or stool, shortness of breath or chest pains, I am to head to the emergency room. For the first month, they advised I not play tennis. But I got the green light after a month to get back on the courts. And haven't had side effects.

Meanwhile, I can't fly until November so I can't visit my girl on my summer vacation, which is frustrating because she just bought a home she's in love with. She will be coming her for the 4th weekend but I will miss helping her move. Although she needs to have a strict budget now that she has house payments so I will monitor her spending, which will giving me more control.

I will be showing her I am still healthy to follow my new slogan: If it's good for me, it's good for you.

And it's good for me to deliver spankings. And to leaving marks on her boobies with the riding crop, insert butt plugs to stretch her and other good stuff. I am making progress with anal play. At first she couldn't take the plug and wanted me to just use my fingers. So I got a smaller plug to insert after finger play and now she has graduated to the bigger one.

And, of course, having her on her knees working on her sucking skills is always good. Want her to know I am not going to slack off just because I am rusting a bit. Playing tennis keeps my right arm in good shape for landing good blows. Her last visit was in late May when we have our birthdays on consecutive days although 24 years apart. I know quite a difference but it works for us. But it was also a bad time of the month and she had to spend a lot of quality time with her heating pad. The timing will be much better this time.

Meanwhile, I've also developed high blood pressure for the first time ever. They said it might be "situational'' worrying about my blood clot. But if it doesn't go down, I have to go back to the doctor and likely will be taking more pills.

Anyway, I am still feeling OK and will be thinking about my "If it's good for me, it's good for you'' slogan to keep her focused on serving me and keeping me happy.

And, of course, we will continue her arrival ritual which I have talked about before. We go right to the bedroom where I unbutton her blouse, unfasten her bra and tell her to cup her boobs and present them to me for my pleasure. Then I unfasten her pants and pull her bed panties down and she steps out of them and spreads her legs with her hands behind her head and stands before me naked ready for me to use her. Then I reach between her legs and see that she is wet. And that is just the beginning of our arrival ritual.

As I said, if it's good for me, it's good for her.

FD