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I am glad I didn’t try to mow the lawn yesterday. I puttered around cleaning up the yard for the dog. I had to get rid of branches, so she isn’t dragging them in the house. And I used a small fence to keep her out of the blackberry bushes. It only took about forty minutes, but that was long enough to wipe me out. I am not made for hot weather.

Lion took a boner pill to see if it would work. He fell asleep after dinner. I don’t know if it didn’t work because we missed his window of opportunity or if it just didn’t work. We can try again today. Maybe we’ll be better at timing it. A little more attention could help too. I’ve been sort of bummed out since he discovered the injections. I guess I was wrong all those times I told him he wasn’t broken. Think of all the fun we could have been having.

Of course, that doesn’t mean we can’t have fun even if he’s broken. It still feels good to him when I try to get him hard. I can rub or suck my weenie anytime. If I’m pretty sure he isn’t going to get hard, I won’t have to keep going as long as I have been. No need for numb arms. Obviously, I want him to have orgasms. But making him feel good also counts.

I hope his boner injections work. We can go back to the good old days when he wasn’t broken. I always tell him to be careful what he wishes for. Maybe this time, he doesn’t need to be careful.

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Yesterday, Lion had just started his call with the boner doctor when I got done with work. I headed outside to start rearranging the fence for the dog. The first eight panels went up very quickly. They were the new ones. Then I had to do a combination of disconnecting and dragging the old fence panels into position. By the end, I was hot, tired, and thirsty. It’s not perfect, but it keeps the dog contained. I was surprised when I came in and saw it had taken three hours to do it. I’ll fix it up and do some other chores outdoors tonight. I doubt I’ll mow the rest of the lawn until tomorrow.

The boner doctor call went better than expected. On Monday, we’ll head into Seattle for Lion to learn how to inject himself, and then he starts with the lowest dose, increasing until he gets to the dose that works best for him. We both envisioned an entire day spent in the doctor’s office. Nope. This is much more relaxing. And fun. If it doesn’t last long or even work at all, I still have to test each dose. How else will we know if it’s correct? The things we do for science. [Lion — Actually, the med works with or without sexual arousal. According to what I’ve read, arousal will improve the quality of the erection. If the dose is wrong and doesn’t get me hard enough, Mrs. Lion can take up the slack.]

Of course, I’ll have to try to rev the weenie this weekend. We can try. I never did test if sucking him would make a difference if he’s already getting hard. It may not work. I may have to try on Saturday and Sunday. Poor Lion. I have to be careful not to wear out the weenie before he gets the shots.

[Lion — At the doctor’s office, I will learn to self-inject with saline. On our way home we will pick up the real stuff. We can test for the first time on Monday night.]

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Today is my consultation with the urologist about taking the next step and trying Edex. The appointment is a video conference, and the urologist is female (and Russian). Vee vill discuss your erections. I don’t know if she has an accent, but memories of Boris and Natasha come to mind. This consultation is the easy part. The next visit is more than a little daunting.

As I understand it, I will be in the doctor’s office, and she will show me how to inject myself with the drug. The injection is directly into the penis. That part doesn’t bother me too much. I’ve had kidney stones a couple of times and have had female medical personnel doing things with my penis. This visit is different. The injection will give me an erection. At least, it’s supposed to. More about that later. So, here I will be in the doctor’s office sporting a boner. It’s supposed to last about an hour.

The procedure is to try a low dose of the drug at first and then observe the results. I’m supposed to get a woody hard enough to manage intercourse. Who’s going to test that property? If I don’t get hard enough, they try another injection with a stronger dose. They can only do two doses in a day. I might have to come back and do it again at a later date.

If the injection produces a fuck-worthy boner, I have to remain in the office until I get soft again. Do I have to sit in the waiting room with a boner filling my jeans? Theoretically, the boner can last many hours. The ideal is a one-to-two-hour hard-on. Over four hours is considered potentially dangerous and requires medical intervention. I think that’s another shot with an antidote.

I don’t know how this will go. I suspect that there is a shortcut. They could give me a dose that should produce the required boner. If it does, they could send me home and instruct me to report back if I get soft too soon or if it takes over two hours. If it goes over four hours, they can tell me to go to an ER for help.

I would prefer just getting instructions on administering the shot and observation to assure the erection is hard enough. I can handle the other steps of increasing or decreasing the dose without having to do it at the doctor’s office. I’m curious to learn the process my doctor will use. No matter which way they do it, my erect penis will be medically observed. That’s a first, even for me.

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We are alive and well. Mrs. Lion is outside taking care of some needed chores. I spent Friday afternoon goofing off. I watched a Metropolitan Opera performance of the Magic Flute from 2006. It was in English. That’s very odd for the Met. They almost never perform operas in translation. When we lived in New York, I subscribed to the Met and went to seven performances a year. I’m a little bit of an opera snob. The Seattle Opera doesn’t compare well with the Met. Mrs. Lion gave me a subscription to the Met Online as a gift. It’s wonderful to see opera again. We have an excellent sound system and a great TV. It’s a true pleasure to see opera again.

Not much is going on in the sex department. If Mrs. Lion feels well enough, we might have some fun today. It’s been twenty days since my last orgasm. I’ve been thinking a lot about my sexual performance. I was diagnosed with type 2 diabetes over 25 years ago. At almost the same time, I sometimes lost my erection during intercourse. It didn’t happen often, but I remember when it did. I also couldn’t get it up at all on a few other occasions.

This grew worse until about ten years ago, I could only stay hard if I were on my back. Mrs. Lion rode me cowgirl style. We both liked it and I attributed my change to force of habit. I was on my back for teasing and handjobs as well as fucking. I reasoned that I simply “forgot” how to stay hard at other times. I guess I was in denial. First, Viagra and then Cialis helped me get hard almost the entire time I experienced this issue. Cialis still works a little. I often lose my erection mid-blowjob. It’s been more and more difficult for Ms. Lion to get me off.

I’m glad that I finally decided to consult a doctor. Maybe all those times I complained about being broken, I was telling the truth. The problem wasn’t some sort of male cycle. It was erectile dysfunction. It’s been difficult to admit that I am actually broken. I’m hopeful that the urologist will be able to help with Edex, the injection that delivers erections. My consultation is this coming Thursday. With any luck, I’ll be hard again soon after.