So far though it was purely mind over matter. The real muscle rebuild would take much longer.Moving from the crutches to the cane had been more mental...than physical. I felt that the cane make me more mobile, so the cane in fact did make me more mobile. I was sure that there was no real physical improvement.After the bath, I dried myself carefully, then sat on the toilet to replace the dressing. I used a generous amount of Triple Antibiotic Cream on the wound. The site of the incision was still. . what's going on...groggily my eyes flickered open, it was dark all around me, for a second the unfamiliar surroundings threw me. Ahh that feels so good. An unconscious moan escaped my lips as I suddenly realised someone was in bed with me. If it wasnt for the fact that i hadnt cummed in about 2 weeks i would probably have freaked out, but right now the only coherent thought i could make was fuck this feels good. My eyes swung down and saw this lump moving up and down under the blanket,. Sandy leaned in her auburn hair draping around John’s face as she kissed him deeply and her soft hand soon found his meat. Her touching his erection set shocks throughout John’s body and when she carefully started stroking it John’s eyes nearly rolled back and he uttered a pitiful moan.Sandy looked adoringly at John before she pulled her lips from his and softly surrounded his manhood. The feeling of Sandy’s hands was mind numbing but her lowering her mouth to him was mind blowing and John. I would often fantasize, trying so hard to escape the harsh realities of what I had experienced prior to slipping into my mosquito netted bed. It plagued my heart to see so many in such need of care, and at times I felt that I was the only one of our group that even gave a damn. As time passed, it became especially clear that the biggest majority of this particular group were only interested in being able to pad their resumes and credentials by offering less than compassionate care for the.