I get a lot of comments from people in person (even family) and some emails now and then online about how I’m always injured or sick in some way. It’s true, I’m a smidgen fragile. I honestly deal with medical problems on a frequent basis, and I don’t post nearly the amount of crap I have to deal with on a daily basis. Sometimes when I’m talking with a friend or potential play partner I hear the following, ugly little sentence:
“Well then, what can you do?”
To be honest with you, I hate that question. It’s typically said by rather uncreative people who are just too stuck in their methods to switch things up. Every time I play with Master is different. It’s true that he often has to work around injuries, but as far as conditions.. No. He doesn’t really work differently due to my low blood pressure, epilepsy, the fact that I injure easily, or anything else.
Master and me both fully and completely accept that some of the things we do can and sometimes do result in injury or illness for a temporary amount of time. I fully understand that there can sometimes be severe consequences of some of the things that we do. I knowingly and joyfully accept that.
Recently, I posted about having Costochondritis. This is a temporary, and completely benign (meaning it won’t cause any damage to me in the long term) condition, though it can be quite painful. If you want to know what I think probably caused this, I would say it would likely be the fact that Master and me partake in lots of punching and what we call “knuckling”. I’ve talked about it before, but knuckling is where Master will rub his knuckles up and down my sternum. It’s incredibly painful, and it never leaves a bruise either, which makes it rather discreet. The masochist in me loves this, and Master loves watching me squirm helplessly as he bears down into my tender sternum. Costochondritis is inflammation of the sternum which makes it difficult to breathe. Could it be caused by something other than the knuckling? I’m sure. Would I want to stop the knuckling once the Costochondritis goes away? Hell no! The closeness and fun that I get out of the activity is well worth the risk in my and Master’s opinion. Though, I do wish there was a way I could bypass the swollen sternum. It takes forever to heal. Still, to me, worth it. Does it suck at the time? Sure! It’s scary at first when you can’t breathe and you’re not sure why. Still, it will go away on its own as long as I am careful and take my aspirin. No serious harm done.
In the meantime, we’ve curtailed the knuckling and breast sex until my sternum heals up. Makes sense to both of us, and will mean more fun time for those types of play sooner.
Injuries come and go. Last year I had an knee injury, and then I had a hamstring tear. Those things sucked, but Master always, always found a way for us to play. The types of play we enjoy are so diverse, that if we can’t do one type, there are literally at least ten more than we can enjoy. Neither of us feels badly about the situation, and it works out just fine. My hamstring is healed now, my knee couldn’t be better.
I broke a bone in my foot back in March. I’m sure a lot of people would have just not played with me until I got out of the boot. What fun is there in that though? The boot kept my foot stable, and we found ways to elevate it while we played. It was awesome. The bone hasn’t healed yet, and I can’t say that’s the fault of our play. We kept my foot in the boot, elevated, and even taped an ice pack on right over the boot! We did everything right. If I broke my foot again, would I happily play with Master? You bet!
Usually, when I get hurt, there are positions I can’t hold for one reason or another. For example, I can’t be on tip toe right now, because my foot is too fragile. Just because I can’t be on tip toe, can’t jump, and can’t stand on that foot alone (single footed) doesn’t mean there’s not a hundred other positions we can do.
I get injured a lot? So what? It’s just temporary. A year from now (with fingers crossed) my foot will be fixed and everything will be back as it was. Maybe there will be a new injury to be careful of. Maybe there won’t. There are times when Master and me play and I have absolutely no injuries, you know.
The most important thing to Master and me, isn’t that I get hurt sometimes. It’s that I don’t use my injuries as an excuse to not get shit done. E.G. If you hurt your foot, there’s nothing wrong with your wrists, you can still fold laundry. If I’m on my period and Master doesn’t want to fuck my bloody cunt, my mouth is still available for his use. There is always, always, always a way to do almost anything. Sometimes you have to sit on the sidelines temporarily, but those are just temporary glitches. They aren’t long lasting issues.
Whether or not I’m going through a rough patch physically, I’m glad that Master is my primary partner. He is creative, thoughtful, cruel, intelligent, and all around awesome. If having a broken foot, or a sprained wrist means that you can’t think of how I could be of service to you (whether or not we’re inside or outside the bedroom) then you’re not worthy of my service, anyway.