It is good to know what enhances sexual pleasure men and women enjoy; from this statement, it is not a mysterious thing nor esoteric knowledge.
"The human clitoris contains an average of 10,281 nerve fibers,
while the dorsal nerve of the penis (which innervates the glans) has an average of 8,290 axons. "
I would like to test out this knowledge one day for myself.
One of the reflections I find the one that often creeps into my mind is this: I wonder if my wife is bisexual?
Through the decades, there were hard economic times when I needed to drive long ways to work and work up to 70 hours and even seven days a week sometimes; I know at times my wife must have felt neglected not deliberately but my long hours (and one job away every other day) at times a victim of fatigue it now seems it was no wonder she had a girlfriend who spent more time with her than I could. They went places since the kids were older then and they shared caring for her friend's horse, and her friend had a beach house they went to. When things improved, I stepped up my performance schedule as a singer-songwriter, which was also a strain, and that didn't help, but they both would come to my performances.
I found her watching online porn and I didn't think too much about it.
I am paying for the neglect now caused by her illness, and I lament wishing I had been better at balancing her needs with mine.
Note, however, the time we took to make love was excellent, no complaints.
Jim.
My wife is in good physical condition. She could use a few more pounds and I do my best to feed her hoping she will gain some weight. I take complete care of her including bathing so I am constantly reminded we were lovers for decades. She will give me a hug and a kiss now and then but it is beyond strange that we can not make love. Dementia destroyed her and me.
Jim
Being tired has come to have more than two meanings for me. I often think I am tired. If I work hard or too long, my body grows tired. My string of days seems to go on Tempus Perpetuum. That is, the eternal protocol in caregiving is only broken by an occasional fall, or, as just happened, she dumped her breakfast on the floor.
I am so tired in oh so many ways.
Living with a person I've known for 45 years but now drastically affected by dementia I don't know what is real anymore. I know our relationship has been drastically altered and I must do almost everything for her. There are very odd moments however: I say I love you often to her and every now and then she will say I love you back usually distorted by her aphasia. Then now and then she will hug and kiss me but doesn't ever call me by my name and when I ask her if we are married she says no 99 times out of a hundred. Some life huh?
Jim
I like to think about some of the things my wife used to say to me like: "I am going to get you sexcied."
Jeanne kept me up all night but I managed to get things in order and when she said,"I, I ,I, L, L, Love you," all was forgiven.
Since the first group of people who left me to care for my wife by myself when she was diagnosed with Dementia were the hundreds of Christians we knew personally I am now areligious. I do recognize spirits, especially The Native American Spirits but I also thought I would try the tarot cards. They told me I will never find romance and love again in my life and the last card I drew was the infamous DEATH CARD.
https://picryl.com/media/17-la-mort-grimaud-grand-etteilla-tarot-deck-34444c
A New Healthcare Facility opened close to us and now I can get Jeanne there with me more easily for her and my appointments.. Using our wheelchair helps me keep her safe, no more wandering, and no more pulling off my EKG leads.
I am happy about the small improvements. The facility offers real visiting nurses not just phone call checks.
They cannot improve my social life, however. LOL
Yes as my wife slowly fades into oblivion I am left with nothing more than memories of good and bad things of my life.
Still, one area offers a dim flicker of hope that emerges from some nightly dreams and impressions of fantasy. I am sure that somewhere is a woman in need of a companion as much as I am in need of one and if I could go out from this encumbrance I could find her and she could find me.
The joy of discovering one another and the beginning in sharing our lives from that moment is not dependent upon our age. These good things we will embrace are timeless.
https://www.wisdomlib.org/concept/timeless-joy#google_vignette