The Vial....

 After Prostate Cancer, as your body adjust to what ever therapy it received or didn't received at some point in time, the medical community arrives at a point that you qualify for MAYO PEP or known in other medical circles as QM-1 orTRI... 

All injectable versions of the same combination of drugs...   I'm currently on Level One the less strongest of them all... 

The courage to gab a half inch needle into the base of the penis takes a lil getting use to... also, briefing the person who is with you is also the second part of the equation.  Over the last 18 months. I am on my second vial, which provides me with mixed emotions on the whole entire matter.. 

Having no partner, no fwb, no regular fb is sometimes somewhat annoying ....  why would you waste the shot if nothing is going to happen other than you having an erection .. 

I have not uncapped the vial as of yet... 

Not sure if I really want to continue this either .. the injections.. due to the decreasing desires of a man who sees no future in the trials and tribulations of being an Aging Gay Man... deep in the Rural Outback of Louisiana.

Shreveport Tomorrow

 Well, it's the 129 mile journey to Shreveport tomorrow to pick up my prescription of Mayo Clinic PEP, commonly known as TriMic.... the Injectable serum that give me my life as a 19 year old again.   I will eat at my favor cafe', see a couple of friends possibly, and then return home.... to a my lil house, here on Marye Street, in the Heart of the Garden District. That's pronounced Mar Ree......

It's a journey that is not bad but it is 129 miles one way to received the serum that has given Life to an old Queer Man's sexual encounters again,.   O, Yes.... just gab that half inch needle into the base of the penis, where the muscle mets the hair line... watch in amazement the thickness expand and the length grows like a bean stalk....   No Bottom Here Once the naked man next to you sees what has happen and changes his mind, .. yes in that three minute window,  Thompson the Top at 69 but the courage to perform like he was 19.

You Can't Take It With You..

 Today, I was working on. the Mustang, .. rec'd the bottom grill for in from RockAuto.... as I was working on the car.. and after I figured out that I was going to be able to install the bottom grill myself, I tried to get up off the ground... my legs were weak... . I haven't rode my bike or went to a gym in the last 20 months... Woe its Me.... Yer.. No Pity here... 

I said to my self... Get You Ass Up Thompson.. Do something about it......I'm not going to be that old man who can't do shit... Fuck that Crap.....

I called the Bike Shop.... Mike said Tom come on down.. let's talk....cWell this afternoon he delivered my New Used.. Full Compression Carbon Specialized Stumper Jumper... It's a $4K bike that some doctor traded in..... I got it for Less Less.. Than.. More than 65 percent off.. ... it had 15 miles on it... So I now own .. one of the Elite...I put Red Pedals on it.. and I have ordered an Air Tag.. to put on it also, called my insurance company added it to my homeowners policy.. it retails at $4300 .. 

So, I do hope my legs will be stronger and I will post a photo of it soon... 

Yep ... maybe I can Ride with the Wind now.. and my legs will be back on it soon..

I Sit Here

 

This Morning, I awoke, then curled up and went back to sleep, actually dozed .. not sleep, 

Then at the stroke of 10  in the morning ... I did arise.... went to the icebox, took out a bottle of Champagne and Orange Juice .... and finished the bottle  fully.... as  the approach of Noon comes ...

So, my Life has returned to the routine which I first came here in 1991, Bubbly on New Year's Day, Cabbage, Smoked Sausage.. Black Eyed Peas... .... it's too bad my cornbread skills did not kick into gear for today.... 

I did touch base with the Last of the Last... two friends who now live miles away that was here in the Lil City by the Red when I arrived... Dear Steve and Dear Brother.... we agreed today, that we would meet in the Capitol City in mid January, some days from now for a late afternoon lunch.... it would be a classic white wine, seafood, crusted beard lunch.. somewhere with with white table clothes .... 

So, I sit here, thinking of years passed, friends passed... and realizing that I am now my Mother's generation .. time moves on doesn't it. .. faster than before... it seems... 

I sit Here..... !!!