Stuff
I saw my new/old PCP on Thursday, she was my PCP when I lived downtown, but they closed that clinic and moved her to Northgate. Northgate wasn’t as accessible then, and I moved to Mt. Baker which made it worse. Now that I’m in Greenwood I can see her again. She knows my whole history, so I’m so much more comfortable with her.
We talked about my current concern and she did an exam. Apparently there’s some scar tissue causing problems, but it’s not a huge worry. Her prescription? Have more sex, it will help keep the scar tissue pliable.
Last night we went over to PoTC’s place for a chili cookoff. Had a great time, Blue showed up, and all was good. Most of our friends are not aware that we’ve been anything other than friends, and we hadn’t talked about whether or not we care if everyone knows. I don’t, but I’m not going to make it obvious if he doesn’t want to, so he gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek when he got there, and we went on with the night.
After a while a lot of folks had left, and he and I and another woman who is a friend were all sitting on the floor chatting and playing rockem sockem robots. He had his leg stretched out touching mine, and his other leg tucked under him. My friend was sitting on the other side of him. I noticed after a while that she kept scooting herself closer to him and they were having an animated conversation. I felt a little uncomfortable with that, and a little possessive, which is not okay. My meds must be working because I recognized that this was just my weird anxiety. So I made sure not to react and just let it go. He’s welcome to flirt with or fuck anyone he wants to, we are not dating. After a while though half of the group was sitting behind me, so I turned around and sat next to him with my back against the couch so I could engage with the whole group. As soon as I did that he made sure we were pressed up against each other, then became really demonstrative. When showing the other woman a video that pertained to their conversation he rested his arm on my leg. Then just sat with his hand on my thigh. Later as he drank a bit more he ended up practically in my lap before we decided it was time for us to go a little after midnight. So now I know he’s clearly fine with everyone knowing.
Got home, had a thoroughly awesome evening, and obeyed my doctor’s orders. I dropped him back off at PoTC’s to get his car a while ago, and I decided to skip the hash today because rain. Also everything hurts just a little bit. I really need to get back to working out regularly.
We talked about my current concern and she did an exam. Apparently there’s some scar tissue causing problems, but it’s not a huge worry. Her prescription? Have more sex, it will help keep the scar tissue pliable.
Last night we went over to PoTC’s place for a chili cookoff. Had a great time, Blue showed up, and all was good. Most of our friends are not aware that we’ve been anything other than friends, and we hadn’t talked about whether or not we care if everyone knows. I don’t, but I’m not going to make it obvious if he doesn’t want to, so he gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek when he got there, and we went on with the night.
After a while a lot of folks had left, and he and I and another woman who is a friend were all sitting on the floor chatting and playing rockem sockem robots. He had his leg stretched out touching mine, and his other leg tucked under him. My friend was sitting on the other side of him. I noticed after a while that she kept scooting herself closer to him and they were having an animated conversation. I felt a little uncomfortable with that, and a little possessive, which is not okay. My meds must be working because I recognized that this was just my weird anxiety. So I made sure not to react and just let it go. He’s welcome to flirt with or fuck anyone he wants to, we are not dating. After a while though half of the group was sitting behind me, so I turned around and sat next to him with my back against the couch so I could engage with the whole group. As soon as I did that he made sure we were pressed up against each other, then became really demonstrative. When showing the other woman a video that pertained to their conversation he rested his arm on my leg. Then just sat with his hand on my thigh. Later as he drank a bit more he ended up practically in my lap before we decided it was time for us to go a little after midnight. So now I know he’s clearly fine with everyone knowing.
Got home, had a thoroughly awesome evening, and obeyed my doctor’s orders. I dropped him back off at PoTC’s to get his car a while ago, and I decided to skip the hash today because rain. Also everything hurts just a little bit. I really need to get back to working out regularly.