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Lion feels a little better today. His stomach seems to be back to normal. However, he still slept all morning. We ate lunch, and he’s taking it easy. I wish I knew what keeps happening to him. My latest theory is a problem with eating pineapple. I have no idea if that’s it, but I’m throwing everything at the wall to see what sticks.

Needless to say, his rules are still suspended. I don’t want him worrying about setting up the coffee pot or even closing the shower door. It’s more important for him to feel better. That’s the rule in effect for the moment: get better. Obviously, there’s no punishment involved if he doesn’t manage to get better right away.

With Lion’s tummy being upset, we haven’t been strictly adhering to our diet. Although much of the Nutrisystem menu is fairly tasteless, it’s still too much for his stomach to handle. We’ll get back to our regularly schedule meals in due time. You can’t rush stomachs when it comes to being upset.

Sex is, once again, on the back burner. Lion’s appointment next week has been changed to a virtual appointment. Since it’s a consultation, there’s no reason to be in the office physically. If he’s able to proceed with the injections, that appointment will likely be an all-day affair. He’ll have to feel much better for that.

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Lion took a Viagra after dinner. We waited about an hour and then gave it a try. Nope. No good. He didn’t get hard. I guess Viagra isn’t the answer. I wonder if there’s such a thing as a larger dose. I’m trying to avoid the injection. Why? Chances are, with Lion’s limited vision, I’ll wind up being on the giving end of the needle. Not a fan.

You may think I’ve been lying this whole time. “See? I knew she wouldn’t do anything for him.” That is one hundred percent true. I learned a long time ago specifically not to say I’d do anything for him. Before Lion, I had no idea the things people do to each other. If I committed to do anything, who knows what he’d come up with. I’m not even saying I won’t do it. I’d just rather avoid doing it if at all possible.

After our failed attempt at sex, Lion’s stomach started acting up again. He spent a lot of the evening and night running for the bathroom. He’s been in bed most of the day. I’ve suspended his coffee pot rule. Actually, I’ll suspend all rules. I know he feels horrible. I won’t hold it against him if he spills something or interrupts me. I just want him to feel better.

When he does feel better, I need him to contact his doctor about this weird sickness. It’s happening too frequently to be ignored.

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I have to admit, I don’t know what to do with the information that Lion’s low blood pressure may be to blame for his not being able to get and/or maintain an erection. On one hand, I’m glad there’s a possible reason. It’s not just me not being able to arouse him. On the other hand, low blood pressure is nothing to mess around with. Who knows how long this has been going on? It may actually explain the cause of his falling and becoming unresponsive. He said he wasn’t dizzy. He was tired and just sank to the floor. I’m no doctor but it seems to me that could happen with low blood pressure.

The problem I’m having with this knowledge is that I wonder what the point is of giving him attention if he can’t get it up. Obviously, he can still have fun. I’m sure he’s not completely out of commission. I don’t think his blood pressure is low all the time. Since neither of us can know ahead of time how things will go, it lends itself to disappointment on both sides. I don’t mean he’ll disappoint me. I worry about disappointing him. If my arm didn’t start to go numb, I know I could get him to the edge. Of course, I don’t know. But that’s what I worry about. I think he’s worried about my hurting myself trying to get him to the edge. He’s also worried about being broken. I guess, in a sense, he is. But it’s a good way to be broken. As long as we can get his blood pressure in a normal range, it should be fixed.

See what happens when you lose weight? The medications do too good a job and it screws with your erections. Save yourself! Stay fat.

We’ll just have to play like normal and be happy with what we get. I’m always happy with what I get. Except when I don’t get Lion cream.

I need Lion cream.

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Lion had some fun yesterday. I set up the massage table and filled his balls full of clothespins. I also put one on each nipple. He hates that. And that’s why I do it. He was hard in no time and I stopped twice along the way to make him nervous. I didn’t want him thinking he was guaranteed an orgasm. He was, but he didn’t have to know. Eventually I gave him one but I didn’t get any cream filling.

This morning, I had a doctor appointment. Rather than waiting for the doctor to yell at me to come in, I was proactive. Sure, I was a month or so late, but it’s sooner than I normally go. I guess I have the diet to thank for better numbers all way around. Losing weight helps in many respects. Of course, not eating crap has a lot to do with it.

When I got home, Lion had news from his neurologist. She ordered scans and the fastest way to have them is to head for the emergency room. You can imagine how thrilled Lion was. We’re waiting now for blood tests and scans. He insists that he isn’t staying in the hospital overnight. I say he’s staying if necessary. Let’s see who wins.

Of course, all the nurses and doctors wonder why he didn’t come to the hospital on Thursday. He hates hospitals. It was difficult to get him to come today. Now he says if he’s unresponsive again, I should call 911. He won’t feel that way at the time, but I will call.

I will keep you updated.