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DAILY PROMPT
Use It or Lose It
Write about anything you’d like, but make sure the post includes this sentence:
“I thought we’d never come back from that one.”
Whenever I hear the phrase use it or lose it I think of sex.
I can’t help it, that’s just how my brain works. Think about it this way; the more we have sex the more we think about sex and the more we think about sex the more want sex.
If we slack off or lose that loving feeling. We must think, use it or lose it.
So I started to think; how long was the longest dry spell between sexual encounters? As far as I can remember it had to be when I had my first back surgery. That was in nineteen eighty-nine.
I was in such a bad way. That surgery almost killed me. I remember screaming as a spasm grabbed hold of me. I wasn’t able to walk on my own for six months. Now you would think I wasn’t thinking about sex. But I was thinking about sex. I mean we had only been married for three years.
I was thinking this is the longest we’ve ever gone without it.
Will my husband wait for me?
Will he leave me?
Does he love me enough to wait?
Will I ever want sex again?
Will my body keep failing me or will I walk again?
Why did this happen to me?
And am I ever going to get back to some kind of normal?
Yes I was feeling all sorts of sorry for myself at that time. And I was a mess if you really want to know the truth. I also had to take steroids. I had what they call moon face. It’s not a very attractive look, especially for a twenty-nine year old woman. Moon face at any age can put you over the edge, but in your twenties it’s that much worse.
Being on steroids I also gained about thirty pounds. And being only four-foot ten inches tall I wasn’t feeling my sexy side if you know what I mean. Hell I couldn’t even find my sexy side.
So here I was not able to walk on my own, in excruciating pain, with a body and face as big as the moon. I remember feeling like a huge beach ball with a face.
It was hard to look in the mirror each day, and when I did I cried. So I was thinking: how could my husband look at me and still want sex?
And even though sex at that time was physically impossible. I couldn’t put my mind around him still wanting me in that way. But he did. And somehow he would make me forget what I looked like. This amazing man would tell me I was beautiful and that he loved me each and every day. He also reassured me that he wasn’t going anywhere.
It was this man who got me through one of the hardest times in my life.
All I had to do was hear his voice and I would feel a calm come over me. Yes, It was his voice that would get me through some of my toughest days.
Fast forward through a year of the hardest physical and then aquatic therapy and I was finally able to get half of my strength back. I got rid of the walker and steroids. My face went back to normal. Sure I still had about twenty pounds to lose but I was starting to feel like myself.
Through all this I realized that we did have that unconditional love thing going for us. So I promised to never doubt his love again.
I know that I am one of the luckiest women in the world. I may have to live with chronic back pain for the rest of my life but I had made it back from a failed open lumbar back Laminectomy. Yes I was left with chronic pain for the rest of my life.
And I found out was that I have a husband who will always be there for me no matter what. And I realized if he could stand by my side through a year of hell without physical sex 😉 than I knew without a doubt that we could make it back from anything.
Yes there were times when “I thought we’d never come back from that one.” But we did.
Oh and the sex? Well our sex life just keeps getting better. It turns out that we never lost that connection. And that’s why I always say: “Where there’s a will there’s definitely a way.” With sex it doesn’t have to be physical. sex is a state of mind. And you either use it or lose it!
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