SwingBot and I have been such a sad pair this past week. He broke his elbow and then his tooth. I went in for surgery. He needed heavy painkillers, but abstained while I was on them, so one of us would not be fully muddled. Now, he is on and off heavy painkillers and I am getting back to normal.
Not all is back to normal with me yet, though. Despite it being nearly two weeks since I last had sex (which is pretty long for me to be celibate these days), I do not want sex right now. I have not wanted any since the surgery.
You read that right. I, constantly in the mood, am on Day Five of not wanting sex.
I do want physical contact. I want to kiss and cuddle. I want to press my body against another. I want to feel pressure and warmth. I want to play with my fingers, and maybe even my mouth.
I do not want to be be penetrated or do anything that involves hip action. No pegging, no masturbating, no sex.
This lack of interest is useful, since I am not supposed to have sex for at least a week after surgery, anyway. BG is coming over tomorrow night with the understanding that SwingBot and I are in no condition for sex. We are just going to hang out and maybe watch a movie.
So, what is causing this unbelievable lack of interest? It is the surgery incision, uncomfortably close to my navel. Agh! Even as I type the words and just think about it, I squirm and put an arm protectively over the area.
I hate anything near my navel. I angrily, without hesitation or apology, slap anyone who tries to get near it. \”Outies\” make me squirm, because they are constantly exposed. I cannot even look at belly button piercings. Just talking about it, thinking about, typing it now, increases my phantom pain. Part of the phantom pain is a strange discomfort around my clitoris, killing any possibility of horniness. I have many \”On\” buttons, but my navel is an amazing and decisive \”Off\” button.
I do not know what about my sutures causes the constant discomfort in my navel, but it has been omnipresent since it started on Friday or Saturday. The incision is not precisely where the discomfort is. Is it swelling, related to the now-fading bruising in the area? Is it the bandage? Is it something else? I do not think that it is psychological, since it is constantly there, whether I think about it or not. Focusing on it as I am now (ugh, I need to stop) makes things worse, but I think that there is a physical cause.
Whatever the case, I both resent it (for the discomfort) and am glad for it (for keeping my libido at bay).
Do you have a guaranteed \”Off\” switch?