Boringggggggggg

For those of you wondering,,,,,,,,,

This recuperation is getting boring......

I am sleeping more - eating less - feeling weaker

Yesterday Warren called the doctor's office They are gonna squeeze me in this morning...... Hopefully they will find a solution to this supposedly simply surgicial procedure.
 

Princess by day Slut by night

I have read in many different areas of the net - this request Dom's have for a "Princess by day and a slut by night".    I figured (and there is nothing to say I am wrong) that they are looking for a "lady" in public and a "lover" by night.   I never saw anything wrong with that..... it was rather appealing to be honest. 

But the other day I was reading a couple of profiles on Fetlife - one of the Dom one of the sub.  And it disturbed me. He described how he had brought this "lady" down to an object - to nothing more than an object to be used by him anyway he wished.  The pictures were degrading, much much less than this "Princess by day".  

Then I read her profile - and she sang his praises.  How she loved to be brought down to the lowest depths I can even imagine.  

And it has been bothering me on many levels.

First I always believed a submissive should never be a doormat.  She should be strong and independent.  

But the bit that keeps rambling around in my head - and is probably due to my upbringing - is how does a woman allow herself to be degraded and objectified like that??

Is that what all submissives are supposed to do?  Where is the respect?? the love??? Or do submissives not love their Doms ... do the Doms not love the subs??? 

Is there no happy medium between the two worlds - the Princess by day the slut by night??   Don't the Doms want to be proud of the beautiful woman on his arm??? 

Sometimes it is all just too confusing.............

Still Struggling

I keep hoping each morning that I wake up that things will have improved - and basically it isn't improving at all.  OH I do have days when I am brighter more focused and I can get a few small things done around the house.  BUT most days I move from my bed to the sofa and nap my day away - waking up long enough to take more pain killers and then back to sleep.  

Warren god bless him has been driving over regularly to bring me what food stuffs I think I can eat (usually it doesn't taste as good as I thought it would) or shoveling out my front steps, or just check up on me.  My contact with the outside the world.

I haven't seen my girls - for all sorts of good reasons.  But yesterday the girls showed up with the grandbabies who sat still long enough to pose for one picture for "sicky granny"

 see no evil........... hear no evil..... speak no evil............ 

Eldest daughter brought me some home made soup that hopefully will slide down nicely today........ 

And so it goes........

And now the Reality

The dream early this morning was about quiet jungle....... tranquil waters....... sunshine and heat,

The reality when I opened the blinds was a winter storm!!!

They aren't the best pictures - taken through the closed windows and screens.... but I had to prove that this part of the Great White North does indeed have winter storms - even if this is the first major one of the season!!!

Dreams

I had a dream last night - which in and of itself might not be all that surprising.  BUT I haven't had any dreams in the last 2 weeks.  

As with most dreams it didn't make a whole lot of sense - but it started with me standing on some jungle ledge in a HUGE floppy straw hat watching my 3 grandsons scamper down the ledge with some natives.  Then this huge outcry for me to come and see.  Which - cause it was a dream and I didn't have any fear of heights in the dream - or lack of energy - or bad knees - was easy peasy to do.  

The kids had discovered 4 red rubies -  3 small ones and one rather large one.  One of the natives produced blue velvet bags with strings and put each of the boy's rubies in the bags and hung them around their necks.  The bigger ruby was put in the last bag and handed to me.  

The next scene in the dream we were all back at some sort of "resort"??? It was a house on stilts on the beach.  I was dressed in this gauzy flimsy dress thing - with the same big floppy straw hat - sitting on a low slung chair in the shallows of the sparkling water - supervising the kids splashing and playing around.

At this point I woke up - of course !!  But I woke up feeling calm and peaceful and as though all was right with the world.    Just maybe this is another step forward on my path to full recovery?? who knows?? All I know is that for this morning the world looks a whole lot more amazing!