Putting my desire and lust on hold, I revert to caregiver. Not unusually nor infrequently do I make the transition. You see, my beloved suffers from kidney stones.
There are times, as in right now, when the situation indicates that it isn’t about what I want or even need. That is a good thing, all in all. I don’t want to exaggerate my selflessness or altruism. But her needs have taught me things about myself. and serve to put my needs in context.
Later this afternoon
J finally passed the stone. Usually they no bigger than a grain of sand. This stone was almost as large as a pebble. How it even passed through her urethra truly astonished me.