Still Treading Water

I was told that recovery from shoulder surgery was slow and painful. Yes it is. Now I am in my sixth week since the operation. Most of the pain is gone and I have some range of motion for my arm. It will be at least another five months before I can lift more than a couple of pounds. Mrs. Lion is taking up the slack. She keeps telling me that she is in it for the long haul. I appreciate that.

What’s bothering me the most is that my energy is embarrassingly low. I can’t walk very far without tiring and I fall asleep unexpectedly when in a comfortable position. Worse, sleeping through the night is a distant memory. That’s what bothers me the most. The cherry on this misery sundae is my loss of semen and inability to get back to our former FLR and domestic discipline.

I long for the good old days of seven weeks ago. While my preoperative shoulder was very painful much of the time, everything else about my life was normal. Now my shoulder hurts only some of the time, but everything else has gone to hell. I made a crappy trade.

This cloud has a bit of a silver lining: Mrs. Lion is much more directive than ever before in our relationship. She’s been taking charge some of the time. I don’t always appreciate it, like when I’m driving. But, in general, I think it is movement in the right direction. She hasn’t been able to bring 2.0 out. I’m not strong enough for her.

Will we ever return to our power exchange? I hope so, but it isn’t a given. It took us three years to get up to speed, and even then we had a way to go. I know Mrs. Lion wants it as much as I do. I think we have to talk about how we can keep progressing while I recover from the surgery. I’m confident that it’s possible. If you can help with suggestions, please tell us.

We need to rethink domestic discipline in the face of my recovery. I reminded Mrs. Lion that I don’t need energy to be spanked. On the other hand, she doesn’t want to hit a lion when he is down. I get it and agree. It may not be about punishment at all. That’s why I think we need some new perspectives.

Enforced chastity is much easier. I won’t masturbate even though I am not in a chastity device. Not wearing mine is similar to me having to take off my wedding ring for a while because of an injury. Well, not quite the same. While unlocked I can have erections. That’s impossible when I am caged. I won’t be able to wear mine for a while. When it is on, I have to pee sitting down unless I have a urinal available. Sitting and rising from the toilet are difficult for me. It doesn’t make a lot of sense to have me do that more than necessary.

I’m definitely getting better. Food tastes good to me again. I don’t have to take narcotic drugs. My shoulder hurts less and less. But my energy isn’t there. Mrs. Lion suggested that being in bed for a month may have a lot to do with it. It also can be that I don’t bounce back like I did when I was younger.

We are still as in love as ever. Expressing it has become more challenging.

What do you think?