I have been sick off and on for the past few weeks. Not wanting to eat or move. My poor Dragon. I know he has to be wondering if this is an Ana crisis or depression.
No, I really am that sick. Yuck.
Needless to say, DD has been almost non existent, other than a few threats to make me move. Even when I have clearly earned a “barn burner” nothing happens. Dragon is handing out mercy in huge portions lately. I had to ask didn’t I? Just couldn’t keep my mouth shut. I asked Dragon if he had given up his spanko ways.
It feels like it has been forever since I had a nice pink bottom. (ok, not so long ago but it feels like forever)
This morning he took care of that! Before he left for work, he picked up a paddle and made my backside a nice rosy color. He made sure I wouldn’t forget those swats for a few hours. It happened so fast I didn’t have time to identify the species of wood. That man can move! Wowchy!
Ps tonight I think I may have found the cause of weeks of nausea. Reflux. I was feeling a bit frisky and in the process of seducing my husband when acid came rushing up my esophagus. It burned soooo bad. Talk about killing the mood. Yuck! It still burns. I think I am going to the doctor for this. It is miserable. My throat feels raw.