Slow Love

Surgery Day 3-Home

I see him beaming with those flowers and it melts my heart. I have no idea how he got that vase with purple roses but he's Prince and he can get anything he wants. That nurse is just standing there in awe. He leans over me and kisses me. He says, "Baby, I love you, please forgive me." The nurse goes, "Aww, ain't that sweet." I'm like forgive him for what? I just smile and say, I love you too. The nurse takes my blood pressure and it is back to normal and she leaves. He crawls in bed and slides over too me. He is just smiling for all it is worth. I say, "What's got into you?" Do you know something I don't? He just smiles and leans over and says, "I'm springing you outta here today, Love." I say, "How are you so sure?" Oops, remember what I said, he gets whatever he wants.. I say, "That is wonderful but don't we have to have the Dr release me?" He said, "Wait, you will see." So I curl up with him and try to rest. He just holds me and caresses me so tenderly. I drift off to sleep. I get woken up and the Dr is there. The Dr asks me how I feel? I say, "Pretty good.Pain seems to be under management and I feel good. He said he has to see my dressings so I get flat and we go thru the drill and he said everything looks real good. He proceeds to tell me I can be discharged.  He has a set of instructions and says to come to the office on Monday to get the drains out and the dressings removed. He reminds Prince no hanky-panky. So, I'm outta here. I tell him I cannot put any clothes on it will hurt too much. I have to leave like this. He said, no worries. He is going to pack our things and have Kirk bring my purple cape. He change his clothes and we sit and wait for Kirk to text he is there. I wasn't very long and the text came in. He says, "Baby, wait here and I'll go get your cape. I sit on the edge of the bed waiting and quickly he returns with my cape and a nurse in tow with a wheelchair. He helps me up and puts my cape on me and takes me to the wheelchair and gets me in it. The nurse gives me my purse and flowers. He has our bags. Here we go. We get out fairly fast and heads were turning. Kirk is waiting by the car and we go out. Kirk greets us and takes our bags. The nurse gets the wheelchair up to the car and Prince helps me up and into the car. He hands me my vase of flowers and my purse. He goes around to the other side of the car and slides in. He takes the flowers and sits them on the floor.He pulls me close and says, "We are going home baby. Are you happy?" I said, I'm glad to get out of there. I will be more comfortable at home. Kirk turns and says, "Good to see you are doing well. Everyone is excited to see you come home early." I said, "Thanks Kirk. I am looking forward to seeing everyone." I lay my head on his shoulder and sigh relief."  Fairly soon, Kirk announces we are home. I look out and there is Patrick with a purple wheelchair. I think, where did that come from?  Oh well. We get parked and Patrick comes rushing out. They get the wheelchair by the car and between the two of them, they get me out and in the wheelchair.  Patrick is ecstatic to see me. Prince is pushing the wheelchair and Patrick is babbling 90mph.  We get into the lobby and Prince calls for the elevator. It opens and I tell Patrick, I'll catch up with you later.He hugs me and waves bye. We get upstairs and he goes flying over to the apartment. Cathy is there waiting for me. She holds the door and he zips me in. I tell him, 'I can walk. Help me up.' He helps me and it felt so good to be home. I go into the bedroom and Cathy is there.  He takes my cape off and helps me into bed. He goes in his closet and puts his things away and changes his clothes into his PJ's. In the meantime, Cathy takes my bag and unpacks my clothes and things.She comes out and says, If you need anything, call me. I'm just down the hall. He follows Cathy out and quickly returns. He slides into bed and pulls me over to cradle me in his arms. I am exhausted. I fall asleep as he holds me tight. I wake up with him stroking my face softly humming a tune. I asked, How long was I asleep? He said, "Just a couple hours. Are you hungry?  I said, "Yes." He asked me what I wanted.I said, fix me an omelette, please. He said, "I can do that." So he helped me off him and rolled out of bed. He kissed me and headed for the kitchen. I came back quickly and gave me my pain meds. I was starting to feel some pain so that was just in the nick of time. He asked if I was OK being alone while he fixed my omelette. I said,"Yes." He zipped out and pretty soon he came in with a bed tray and my food.  He watched me eat intently.  He asked me if I needed anything else? I said, "Yes, I need to potty." He got the tray off the bed and helped me up. He walked me to the bathroom and asked if I needed any help. I said, "No, I'm fine." So he left and I managed to get myself out of the bathroom and he appeared. He helped me get back in bed and slid in beside me. He says, "What wrong babe?" I said, "Nothing really. I was just thinking, I need to walk." He's like, "I've got that. Where do you want to go?"I said, "I would really like to go visit Cathy for a bit." He said, "Got that." He helped me up and got my slippers on and took me over to wardrobe. Cathy was so happy to see me. He said, "Do you want to sit for awhile. I nodded yes. He said, "I have a few things  I can do and I'll be back to get you." I said that would be wonderful. So he left and Cathy was happy I came by. She saw the gown she made me and was happy to see it. I thanked her again for them.  She asked how it went with him. I just shook my head. She said,"What's wrong dear?" I said nothing really. He is really wonderful to me and it is almost too much. I love him but you know  there are times you just want to be alone. Cathy, even tho I was married, I lived a solitary life, kinda like his.  I worked and had a career. My husband was a wonderful man.  We got along well and loved each other deeply. We worked hard and played hard.   But we were not attached at the hip.   We built a good life and we were happy.  When I lost him, I found myself totally alone again.   I have coped with i tall my life and that is what makes me who I am.  I was so happy to come home today.  To a home and not a house. I knew there would be people like you here to greet me and not an empty place. This makes me very happy. Cathy, I have never been loved like this.   It is so consuming and I don't know if I can handle it or last long term.  And the sex, good grief.  I had no idea it could be that intense either.  Last week was like a honeymoon on steroids.   Is it possible to last like that for a lifetime?  I just don't know, Cathy. Then at the hospital,  I gave him this ring to hold for me during surgery.  I asked for it back yesterday and he about sent me over the deep end.  He lovingly put it back on my finger. Then he said, "I wished it was a different ring."  Thank God for the drugs. I calmly told him, we will discuss that later.  And then the staff at the hospital kept calling me Mrs. Nelson. The first time I heard that was when he was crying to you and they finally got me a pain shot. That woke me up good. Cathy, it is probably going to end up that way, but I want to be 100% sure, not 99.99%. He just needs to slow it all down. This whole thing has come at me like a train in the night. Kirk even said to me, it has turned my world upside down and inside out.  And that is an understatement. I am so worried about the next few weeks.  He was really trying hard,  but he kept doing little things to sexually arouse me and I had to get rather harsh with him.   She laughed and laughed. I did laughed but it hurts to do that.  I have already had a surgery to fix a torn muscle from having sex too soon. I do not want to repeat that. I told her I do not know how he is going to make it two weeks without, let alone 4-6.   I have to figure how to keep him occupied and not occupied with me.  Cathy says, "Have you told him all this?" I said, 'Yes,pretty much so.' Maybe not exactly the same way. I have not told him about the torn muscle surgery from having sex too soon after surgery tho. I am trying hard to not discuss my dearly departed husband. He does not discuss his ex's with me either although, I do know more about them just from him calling me about it.  I don't live in the past and I never want him to think I am comparing my deceased husband to him.  I could never do that. That chapter of my life is finished,closed and on the shelf.  Oh and I forgot to tell you what happened at the hospital.  I had to take a walk to get my strength. He just cruised me all over the place and people were looking at us. I know they recognized him and were probably wondering who I was. I know the nurses were probably scratching their heads too. Mrs.Nelson!  A couple of them witnessed some really touching moments. I think he has lost his ever loving mind!  He just does not have a care in the world and after all these years of seclusion and wanting to be private, that is flown clean out the damn window. I just keep waiting for the ball to drop and one of his famous hissy fits. I hope I don't as that would end it for me. I refuse to fight with him.  I just don't know, Cathy."  Cathy gathers her thoughts and says, "G tell him all that you have told me. He loves you and since he is changing and evolving so rapidly, he needs to hear this.   I know it will be hard for you.  But tell him. He is still going to love you just the same."  I said, "Well, we are going back to Turks and Cacios on Monday for a month. Since there is no sex,  I guess I will have plenty of time to tell him. I said, "Cathy thanks for being such a good friend and a BFF.  I really needed to talk about this and you are right, I do need to tell him."   She hugged me and just then, he came back to get me. He asked if I was ready to go back and I said sure, let's roll. He took me back to the apartment and I sat on the sofa. He flops down beside me. I figured this is as good a time as any to tell him about the repair surgery.  I look over at him and he is grinning ear to ear.  I hate to burst that bubble but I have to do this.  I said,"Sweetheart, I need to talk to you." Still smiling he says,"Baby, sure what do you need?" OK, here we go. I took both his hands in mine and said. "Sweetheart, were you paying attention to what the Dr said about my previous abdominal surgeries?" He said,"Yeah, I was wondering about that?" I said, "Well, I'm going to tell you. I had abdominal surgery in my early 20's and did not listen to the Dr's orders of no sex for 4-6 weeks. I let my hormones talk and I wound up having to have emergency surgery to repair a ripped and torn muscle. It was really worse than the surgery itself.   I had to be taken to the hospital in an emergency squad and they did the surgery to fix that right away.  It was embarrassing and very painful.  I do not want a repeat of that. Do you understand what I'm trying to tell you?" He sheepishly nods yes. I continue, "I love you and I want you as much as you want me. We have to keep this in check for awhile or it will be disastrous. The Dr has already said, I have a weaker abdominal wall so any little thing could tear it. You knew exactly what you were doing last nite when I had to get harsh with you. It hurts me deeply to do that. Your sensuality is so keen and you know better. You know precisely where all my zones are and you have to stay away from them during this time. Am I making myself clear?" He looks at me with those come hither eyes, takes me in his arms and says, "Oh baby, I'm so sorry. I had no idea the consequences were that high.  Really, for real? I just thought a little of this and little of that would be OK. I just wanted you to feel better. I promise I will keep it in check. OK?" I said, "If you have to walk away from me to stop yourself, I'm OK with being alone. I'd rather have that than the consequences of you or I loosing our heads in a passionate moment.   And we both know what that's been like (smirking)!" He kisses me softly and says, "Baby I love you so much. I would never hurt you.  I promise I'll keep it in check.  Doyou trust me?" I chuckled and said, "That's a loaded question.  Yes, I trust you. I painted you the picture so you know what can and will happen.  So, do whatcha gotta do, OK?" He nods yes. He takes me in his arms and just holds me.   I love this kind of lovin'.   It makes me shiver sometimes.  He whispers in my ear, "Are you getting hungry babe? "  I said, "Yes, what did you have in mind." He said, how about a bowl of soup?" I said, "Perfect!" So he peals me off of  him carefully and goes to heat up some soup.  I sit there thinking,that went well. I think it is about time for my pain meds. He is being really good to me. I can't blame him for trying something.  Really, he just can't help himself. I think now that I have spelled it out to him, he will be good about it. We will see. Here he comes with the pain meds and a glass of water. He takes me over to the dining room and the soup is there.  I sit down next to him and he puts his arm around me and pulls me in close. He says, "Baby, don't worry. I can do this."  I said, "I know you can. I love you."  We quietly eat some crazy vegetarian soup. Don't know what it is but tastes good.  He gets up and brings me dessert. It is a piece of apple pie with ice cream. That is great. I love that.  He asks me if I want to sit out here or go to bed. I told him I think I need to go to bed.This has been a long day and I need to rest so I can heal. He takes me to bed and gets me situated. I ask him, "Is there something else you need to do?" He said, "Yes if you will be OK by yourself."I said, "I'm good if you want to go." So he kisses me and leaves.  I just laid there and drifted off to sleep. I wake up with him sliding into bed cozening up to me.  I ask him, "What did you do?"He said he wrote some music. I said,  "Anything for me?" He said,"Oh yes, it was all about you." I  said, "Am I going to hear it?" He said, "In due time."  I said, "I need you to hold me."He got wrapped around me and held me tight. I just could feel his love.   He kissed me on my neck softly and started humming in my ear.  It was not what was on the sound system. It was a beautiful tune and was probably one that he just wrote up.  I just listened.  I think,what a beautiful heart, mind, soul and body. I love him and he is all mine.  I still cannot believe it.  It feels like a dream. Bream was right, this man is going to take me on one hell of a ride of a lifetime.  If what I have seen so far, is a glimpse of what life is like with him,  I think we will be happy for a very long time. I start to drift slowly off to sleep.

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