Wednesday, March 29, 2017

Physiotherapist

I was told to do physio for my wrist. Lucky for me the physiotherapist is this young and very handsom guy of 28. Even though he's 10 years younger than me I can't help thinking he occasionally flirts with me. It's hard to tell though. He's extremely quiet and rather shy. 

I've had a hard time relating anything sexual to my physiotherapy apart from him acting as eye candy because the therapy has me in tears almost every session. 

The first day I went in he said that he thought we could get through the pain and regain movement without surgery. On day three an intern came in and took a look at my file and we were all dubious about how I should proceed. They both suggested I go to a specialist at the hand surgery clinic in another city.

Today he started a phrase with "I thought of you last night..." And me, slightly surprised said "Oh, really?" I was a little disappointed when he said that he thought I should avoid sugery at all costs. I was half expecting him to just leave me hanging.... Leave me wondering what he'd been thinking about me... at night.

He also mentioned reading some stuff about my country of origin. It was mildly flattering. Sometimes I'll catch him stealing peeks at me while he thinks I'm not looking. We both keep our heads down while he flexes my wrist but still I catch glimpses out of the corner of my eye. 

As for my wrist I'm not sure how I'm doing. It's very hard to gage. I have some bad days and some good ones. After physio everything hurts and swells. But then I have more range of movement in my wrist. The morning I'm stiff as hell and everything is in agony, not to mention the swelling pulsing and aching at night. I was up at 4:30 am today from the pain. 

I'm reserving the possibility of getting myself off to thoughts of him taking me on the massage table. It's a fantasy that I'll make use of at some point I'm sure. 


5 comments:

Osbasso said...

Then you'll be getting your money's worth!

Peter Princip said...

I can picture the story. I love those little glances and flirts, it makes everything exciting.

I now have learned a new trick with the "I thought of you last night..." don't say anything else and let her mind wander...lol...

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Unknown said...

Yet, how is THAT gonna gitcha
into Seventh-Heaven besides
being whorizontally sinFULL??

Seriously, dood,
you best re-think
your lifetime, earthling,
and follow us as Jesus sed
to Saint Andrew and his brother.
Didjew go to mass today?
...or stay at your parents house
doing the 'five-finger-handjob'??

Mortal sin which we're quite
adept at, distorts and annihilates
the perfection of our immortal
soul; it sets-up obstacles to our
salvation which if not removed,
or at least greatly diminished
by the time of death,
may cast a human being
into the Abyss o'Misery...
a realm you DO NOT
wanna go for eternity.

Thus, I'd suggest you do 2 things:
1. drop your lemming-like-life
which is dead anyway and
2. lead with your cranium
to the Paradise which is ours!

Yes, sublime love is waiting...
just not on this planet;
we gotta go beyond
the furthest star
to find what we're
searching for...
...yet, few find the
Larger-Than-Life
Seventh-Heaven
stretching4infinity.

Find-out what RCIA
means and join, bro.
i DO NOT wanna see
you go to Hell...
yet, you may do so anyway
precisely cuzza your own
'laissez-faireness'.

No, pal, you got it confused:
Jesus doesn't ever condemn;
YOU YOURSELF do by your indifference.

trustNjesus, earthling.
ALWAYS. ALWAYS. ALWAYS.
Then, we can rise-up to
greater heights forever N ever...
surpassing our flimsy atmosphere.
God bless your indelible soul.

Unknown said...

Yet, how is THAT gonna gitcha
into Seventh-Heaven besides
being whorizontally sinFULL??

Seriously, dood,
you best re-think
your lifetime, earthling,
and follow us as Jesus sed
to Saint Andrew and his brother.
Didjew go to mass today?
...or stay at your parents house
doing the 'five-finger-handjob'??

Mortal sin which we're quite
adept at, distorts and annihilates
the perfection of our immortal
soul; it sets-up obstacles to our
salvation which if not removed,
or at least greatly diminished
by the time of death,
may cast a human being
into the Abyss o'Misery...
a realm you DO NOT
wanna go for eternity.

Thus, I'd suggest you do 2 things:
1. drop your lemming-like-life
which is dead anyway and
2. lead with your cranium
to the Paradise which is ours!

Yes, sublime love is waiting...
just not on this planet;
we gotta go beyond
the furthest star
to find what we're
searching for...
...yet, few find the
Larger-Than-Life
Seventh-Heaven
stretching4infinity.

Find-out what RCIA
means and join, bro.
i DO NOT wanna see
you go to Hell...
yet, you may do so anyway
precisely cuzza your own
'laissez-faireness'.

No, pal, you got it confused:
Jesus doesn't ever condemn;
YOU YOURSELF do by your indifference.

trustNjesus, earthling.
ALWAYS. ALWAYS. ALWAYS.
Then, we can rise-up to
greater heights forever N ever...
surpassing our flimsy atmosphere.
God bless your indelible soul.