Diary of a Widower

Daily entries by a husband, who stayed behind with his two sons

My deranged but sexy knee

FRIDAY, April 16 – Sports massage at home. G is a fantastic – and  merciless – masseur. This time he tackles not only my back and arms, but also my calves. You can’t put anything over on G: my body speaks the truth. He can tell that I once injured my left knee.

Overstretched, I say.  The diagnosis was a ‘deranged knee’.

We have a good laugh.  He wants to know how it happened and I grin at the thought. My wife once sat down on my knee.  I think back to the day she put a torn-out magazine article on the nightstand:  ‘Ten positions that will spice up your sex life … with illustrations’.  It proved more complicated than we expected, but still fun until my knee ‘gave way’. I cherish the injury, which still rears its head from time to time. The body never lies.

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