This week seems like a month and a bad month at that. We will be leaving early tomorrow for the trip back home. It will be good to be home, but I wish I didn't have to leave. My brother had been doing pretty well, came through surgery with flying colors and was progressing nicely. He was supposed to come home today. Unfortunately there was a bit of a set back so it will be a few more days at least before he can come home.
My other brother and his wife are coming down, they live in the same city we do. They will arrive tomorrow night and stay for several days, so that makes me feel some better. Hopefully, by the time they leave he will be home from the hospital. I will still be in constant contact with them even after I get home.
The doctors are excellent and the nurses are some of the best I've ever encountered. That makes it a little easier to leave. I only broke down once in front of my brother. That was earlier tonight when I had to say goodbye. He and I both kinda lost it then. We are already planning to come back, maybe within the next month. Musicman has some medical tests of his own scheduled for next week so it is impossible for us to stay any longer right now.
On a lighter note, my sister-in-law and I are very much alike. Two peas in a pod is what she says about us. I asked her for a button down shirt of my brothers. I have a friend who makes teddy bears out of them and want to have one made for each of us. She was texting me where to look in the closet, I never did find it, but I found other stuff.
I found some of their sex toys. I already knew they had a sex swing. I found their liberator wedge, blindfold, cuffs, and a couple paddles, including the wooden paddle my brother made for her. Hmmm....seems we have more in common then either of us knew. She thought it was pretty funny that I found their stuff, so did I.
We had a few minutes to ourselves earlier this evening while my brother was out of the room getting some x-rays done. He was gone less then half an hour and some how, with everything going on, we still managed to talk about sex. The conversation was about the healing power of blowjobs, we are both big believers.
If there was anyone in my real life that I would tell about my life style or about this blog it would be her. I did consider telling her, but we ran out of time. Maybe some day I will share that information, maybe not. I have a feeling if we ever get the chance to just hang out and relax together again, it will come out. Conversations with her always seem to turn to sex at some point. Oddly enough, given the fact that she is married to my youngest brother, it's never awkward or embarrassing, probably cause she and I have the same outlook about sex and our husbands.
Thank you all for the wonderful supportive comments and the emails. They really helped me stay up beat and keep a positive outlook. Until now I've not had enough privacy to even visit blogland. I get my comments in my email so I could read them, but other then that, I've got some catching up to do. I hope every one has been having a wonderfully kinky time while I've been away.