|My hunky doctor's torso looked EXACTLY like this!|
It's been such a long time since I've blogged! I'm feeling pretty unmotivated about it these days as well as being completely swamped at work and other areas of my life.
As well, my recovery from my concussion took way longer that I thought. It's been an extremely difficult few weeks and I'm starting to wonder if I'm a bit depressed.
Certainly I worry constantly about my tight financial situation, problems with my 2013 tax return and I'm a little tired of the time spent dealing with online flakes just to find a sweet, sexy man to hook up with.
But here's recap of recent events.
1. Nearly three weeks ago, I slipped and gave myself a concussion on the ice in fairly remote wilderness area. I had no memory at all of that entire day, of walking some 5 km off the ice and gradually, I've been piecing together events of the day like some horror show.
My own children confirmed that I had indeed driven my car some 8 km down the Trans-Canada highway in my concussed state with no memory of doing so. I crazy-texted my kids throughout the day and my text history shows that my eldest daughter convinced me to stop driving and allow my parents to come and get me. How fucked up is that?
My parents drove me to the Emergercy and within a few hours, I received many diagnostic tests including a CT brain scan and was released to the care of my parents by my Hottie Doctor, blonde-haired, blue-eyed and with an athletic body to boot.
I took two days off school but should have stayed off longer; at school, I had difficulty with concentrating during the my busy classes and had struggled which remembering students' names and doing simple tasks like taking attendance.
But after three weeks, I do feel 100% recovered. But my kids extracted a promise from me that before I go on any more solo wilderness adventures, I will file a trip plan (via texting) with them; where I am parked, where I'm going and when I will return.
2. A week later, I was in the locker room of my Athletic Complex and who should walk by but shirtless Hottie Doctor! His lean torso was ripped beyond belief and he nicely filled out his UnderArmor spandex shorts.
I lingered at my locker unnecessarily and was rewarded a view of his beautiful thick cock, a bit bigger than average, resting on a big, beautiful pair of low-hangers. Woo-hoo!
After he got decently dressed, I went over to chat about my concussion: he remembered me and was very sweet, but came across as very, very straight.
3. I had one final sweet hookup with the sexy 19 year old university student and amateur drag queen. I posted about his best-ever pickup line: "Can I help you carry in your groceries?" Sadly, he is leaving town to continue his final year of university in a far-away city. I'll miss him!
I told him: "You are the best kisser I've ever had! ... especially for a fairly inexperienced guy." He replied: "I learned how to kiss from your former student, Jordan _ _ _ _ _." I thought, "Oh my!"
The "Jordan" in question was my student for three years but I had no idea that he was gay and his sister was my eldest daughter's best friend for 8 years in elementary school. This really is a very small town, in the gay sense. lol.
4. This week, I also hooked up with two other dudes. The first was the father of a former student, a handsome guy sadly afflicted with early-onset Parkinson's Disease. The second was a 11 hour hookup with a handsome, athletic-bodied "straight but questioning" former hockey player and worker from Alberta's oil patch; one of my most unusual and special days I've ever spent with a man.
But.... this post is too long already. I'll tell you about the last two guys in my next post!