Amlodipine neuropathy

I clicked on the article because my husband is also a diabetic and neuropathy has affected his enjoyment of sex as well.

As someone who suffers from neuropathy I have never seen it used in a poem before. Well done in an excellent poem x

After all the son / moms ex I e read I thought I was tired of it but this was hot.
When his mom gave permission for him to fuck his sister I almost orgasmed.
And that’s saying something because neuropathy has robbed me of that.
Life’s a bitch & then you die.
Bill S.

The story was well written and the characters well developed, but...
I have neuropathy and as a result ED. Drugs won't help. I do however use several means to see that my wife is not left unsatisfied...
I think that the thing that hurt the most was Jackie's belligerence and unwillingness to listen.
Call me a wimp or whatever you want, I just don't like seeing people hurt... and yes, I KNOW it's just a story...

I can’t imagine it getting any better. I’m just worried about Penny getting shunted aside. That would ruin the whole story for me.
It seems to me like many authors forget what youth is truly y, or maybe I was unique & didn’t know it.
At 22 I lost my virginity to a beautiful redhesd. I was too embarrassed to tell her it was my first time so I blamed stopping for as quickly as I could change rubbers. When we were relaxing she said the second weasel a bit much. Again I didn’t tell her that it was my forth time & the first was about 5 seconds.
And I was surprised that she thought it was twice because I never got soft at all. I was determined and excited as hell.
But that was 55 years ago.
Now with $.65 generic tadalafil & neuropathy I can last for hours, but can’t ever have an organism.
Life’s not fair.
Bill S.

Fascinating, important and funny!
Loved the insert about the aide could only be being better if it came with a primer and pull cord.
Nonetheless, let me add some tangential advice.
Diabetes is profoundly misunderstood by most medical professionals. While you are on Wikipedia investigating sexual aides, try reading about the underlying mechanisms and biochemistry of diabetes. After a few hours, you will know more than your MD who basically just has a little play book on what drugs to give based on statistical analysis of symptom presentation. Type I have II different origins and I won't go into that, but I will suggest that you think about frequency of medication and detailed hour by hour blood sugar and changes based on particular food you consume. You (or your loved one) are not a statistic and you can become your own expert on one person's physiological system and know more than the doctor.
Ending this by noting that diabetes and MS and arthritis and other diseases involve inflammation which can (for many) be diminished through diet. (Cut out meat/dairy and keep fat low. Lose weight and add exercise. The neuropathy is caused or exasperated by something. Figure out what that is and the decline slows/stops/reverses.)
I can confidently say that healthy living leads to more sex! (You can still keep the wand too.)

I loved this! I, too, suffer from severe neuropathy due to an autoimmune disease of the central nervous system. Thankfully, it's mostly under control right now thanks to Pregabalin. Before that I was on Gabapentin for years until I was eventually on the max dose and it no longer had the desired effect. I dread the day Pregabalin no longer helps me. While reading, I kept wondering why she didn't take any meds. Life was pretty unbearable before them, for me. I chose to assume that she tried them and they didn't work for her or she eventually became immune to them. I remember what it was like to not be able to be touched because the pain was too intense. That pins and needles, itchy, tingly feeling of being on fire is miserable. I was nodding my head when you mentioned tight constant pressure not being as bad as loose touching. It reminded me of how I'd lay in bed and it'd hurt to lay down but eventually I'd get used to it. The real torture came from someone trying to put a bed sheet over me. Fuck no. The pain of a thin little bed sheet was unbearable. When I read that I kept thinking, but being underwater helps. I'd spend entire days in the bathtub, sometimes even sleeping in it, just so the pain would be lessened, to have just an hour or two where I didn't want to scream. I preferred warm or hot water over cooler water though. I always felt like I was on fire so the temperature change with cool water was uncomfortable. Anyway, while I was thinking about how much being submerged helps, you introduced a pool not a page later. Really great work on accurately describing life with neuropathy and how painful and isolating it can be.
I often think about how I'd love to read a story on here in the BDSM category where the sub was chronically ill and how that'd change the play. I'd love to read the steps the Dom would take to make BDSM accessible for the sub while still being mindful of her symptoms and limitations, which can be a broad, varied, long, and constantly changing list. It'd be fascinating to read the tricks and work arounds the Dom would use to still accommodate the sub's desires while constantly having to keep an eye on her health and limits considering that the chronically ill often push themselves harder than they should in every day life and pay for it later with pain, exhaustion, and/or an increase in symptoms of their illness. I've considered pitching this idea one of my favorite authors here but she's in the middle of a long series right now. Anyway, this story is the closest I've come to finding something like that here and it was lovely. Usually what I come across that includes disability, especially in Romance, are stories where a person is either blind or deaf, or a spouse or parent finding love again after cancer has taken their spouse/child. While those are great, they don't necessarily encompass the often shifting landscape of living with many neurological or rare diseases or even of living with cancer (rather than being the widow/widower). Representation matters and it was great to come across a story where the person has a symptom like mine. Thank you.