Catches of the day  

rm_gerson42 52M
1752 posts
5/11/2006 4:27 pm

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Catches of the day

The following story is true. The intention of telling the story is twofold; so that other, middle aged men, may learn something and because I like telling it.

This weekend, I helped to put on and play in a large softball tournament held in Santa Barbara, California. The tournament hosted approximately 20 teams from San Diego to Santa Maria and is the culmination of many months of planning and execution.

On Friday night, with the tournament details all worked out, teams on the way, and food purchased and ready, I began my weekend by mentally and physically preparing myself. Starting at approximately 3pm on Friday afternoon and ending around 5am Saturday morning, my preparation involved an experiment in which I, the guinea pig, was to have constant sex and arousal without ever actually ejaculating, which could have the downside of draining my energy and chi for the upcoming contests in which they would be needed. Being the good sport that I am, I went along with this little experiment and fully believe that the end result was a pent up energy of sorts that I cannot fully describe.

So.... Saturday morning around 5am I start setting up for the tournament. Get teams signed up, cook and serve lunch for 300 guys and their families and then get to go play. 3 games in a row, back to back to back. We win 2 out of 3 and I'm on fire. No ball can get by me and virtually every at bat is a hit. Makes a 41 year old guy feel pretty good, you know. So we wrap up for the day, I get home and fall immediately asleep.

Get up next morning, set up for the tournament again and play the final round-robin game. I'm a pounding my chest, testosterone filled softball playing machine. Final inning, we are up by a few runs and out in the field. 1 out down, 2 to go. I'm playing left field and nothing will get by me. Ball is hit hard, on the fly, line drive over my left shoulder. I'm off and running at the sound of the ball, tracking it down. The ball is friggin huge, its right there. I just need to fly up and get it. I leave me feet at a 45 degree angle and somewhere in flight I watch it enter my glove and stay there. Thing of beauty. I live for this kind of stuff. Then I come down. No way to protect myself, so I land on my side. Throw the ball in and just lay there with stars in my eyes. A sweet sort of pain. Get up, dust myself off, last out, game over.

Were in the finals!
The interim period between games is spent trying to figure out just how hurt I am. There is pain, but pain is ok. So I think, maybe Ill just get it checked out before I play again. There is a paramedic available and I describe the play and my symptoms. The paramedic outlines what can be wrong with me and why I should go to the hospital and get myself checked out. Something to do with broken ribs affecting lungs, check for shortness of breath, blah blah blah.

I'm fine, next game. I'm the lead-off batter and go to hit. Swing the bat. Fuck that hurts! Now were in the field, and somewhere I allow my brain to get a word in that my breathing isn't right and I shouldn't be playing. So I pull myself and sit on the bench attempting to find a position that offers some relative comfort. Game over, I excuse myself and go home. Literally standing in my room, in my uniform, covered in dust, in pain and not being able to breath. At this moment, I am somehow able to get myself to believe that perhaps the hospital is not such a bad idea.

I go to the Emergency Room and check in. They ask me what's wrong and I mention that my ribs hurt and I'm short of breath. After a few initial tests they whisk me in back and take x-rays. I ask someone what's going on, and they state that the Surgeons are discussing me. This just doesn't sound very good. Why would they be discussing me? One of the Doctors comes into the room to inform me that I have 3 broken ribs, a puncture of my lung, which is at 50% capacity, and the balance of the air from the lung is in my chest cavity. That they need to place a shunt between my ribs, through the lining to relieve the pressure. They don't even move me. They anesthetize the area, put me on oxygen and give me a few shots of morphine and go for it. Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck, it hurts now just thinking about it.
The next 3+ days are spent in absolute pain. Morphine is an occasional release, but it's just sort of hard to stay on top of it. My side seems to just want to grab on to this foreign object in me and wrestle with it. An uncomfortable tightness that movement doesn't go along with. 1 hours sleep the first night.

I must mention, I had visitors. A ton of visitors. People who are my friends and that I have gotten to know in this last year. People who cared about me and how I was and that expected nothing in return. I can't say in my former life that would be true. They brought food, cards, flowers, books and themselves and for that, I am grateful.

I must also mention, that sex works better than morphine as a pain release. I'm one up on those Mile High Club guys. I'm not exactly sure what the nurses and aides thought was going on, nor how they put in down on my chart but appreciated the noticeable absence of their presence.

So there it is. I made the fucking catch, despite contrary stories. My furriness may have had an impact on my landing in a velcro sort of way. I am capable of, sort of, taking care of myself. Having a few friends is much better than many acquaintances. Hospital room sex, although very expensive is recommended.

southrnpeach333 50F

5/11/2006 4:52 pm

Jeez, what you men won't go through to get laid.

rm_gerson42 replies on 5/11/2006 7:09 pm:
I had to do something, the a.f.f. thing wasn't working. LOL

strangebabe 44F
8 posts
5/11/2006 4:59 pm

interesting story...does that works only for men or do woman can get the same kind of service??

rm_gerson42 replies on 5/11/2006 7:10 pm:
I think you have to ask for it. Kinda like not on the menu, know what I mean?

absolutelynormal 56F
6563 posts
5/11/2006 5:13 pm

Glad you're back!

rm_gerson42 replies on 5/11/2006 7:10 pm:
Glad to be back!

GossipJunkie 40F

5/11/2006 5:39 pm

Sorry I'm too far away to help ease the pain.

"Dance like nobody's watching"

rm_gerson42 replies on 5/11/2006 7:11 pm:
Certainly there must be something..........

TheRealThing655 48F
9558 posts
5/11/2006 6:01 pm

Wow, what a scary story. I'm so happy you're ok. Just shows you no matter how great of shape you are in, anything can happen. Glad you are delve further into this sex stuff, inquiring minds want to know.....

rm_gerson42 replies on 5/11/2006 7:12 pm:
Cmon man. You know Im a shy kinda guy. Besides I mixed up two stories into one as it was.

rm_LoyalCumpany 46M
3204 posts
5/11/2006 6:37 pm

Hah... At least you made the catch. Makes it all worthwhile, doesn't it?

*typical guy, appreciates the effort*

I am JoJo the Circus Boy!

rm_gerson42 replies on 5/11/2006 7:13 pm:
Actually, its kinda funny. One would think I would redo the whole thing given a chance, yet...

GossipJunkie 40F

5/11/2006 7:21 pm

Hmmm...Won't be in CA until Sept. Maybe you'll be well enough to travel to my destination in the San Joaquin Valley.

"Dance like nobody's watching"

rm_gerson42 replies on 5/13/2006 10:57 am:
That almost looks like an invitation.

rm_LoyalCumpany 46M
3204 posts
5/11/2006 8:07 pm

Hah... At least you made the catch. Makes it all worthwhile, doesn't it?

*typical guy, appreciates the effort*

gerson42 replies on 5/11/2006 7:13 pm:
Actually, its kinda funny. One would think I would redo the whole thing given a chance, yet...

If it doesn't kill, paralyze, or permanently maim you, it's worth it (as long as you make the catch). When I split my lip open, I didn't, so it made it twice as bad.

I am JoJo the Circus Boy!

rm_gerson42 replies on 5/13/2006 11:00 am:
Kinda funny actually, I can just see you laying there on the ground, blood spilling everywhere with the sole thought of, Fuck I didn't make the play. Testosterone is sometimes misinderstood.

ArtisticTwist75 41F
2505 posts
5/12/2006 7:15 pm

You have been in my prayers Gerson. I understand lung issues and know how painful they are. Keep positive thoughts and have sex as often as possible. Blessings and Monster Hugs.


rm_gerson42 replies on 5/13/2006 11:01 am:
Thank you AT.
Positive thoughts - Check
Sex Often - Working on it.
Returning the blessings and hugs.

bipolybabe 54F

5/13/2006 8:17 am

I hope never to be able to run that test of sex vs. morphine for pain relief on myself.

I'd prefer, in general, that sex serve the purpose intended by the Goddess of Good Fucking: FUN!


Check out my blog Bi-Poly-Babe for more sensual, sexual pleasure!

rm_gerson42 replies on 5/13/2006 11:02 am:
You know, in hindsight, I may have sent a prayer to that Goddess of Good Fucking. I wonder if she was just having a little fun herself?

TabithaElectra79 37F

5/14/2006 11:02 am

"Hospital room sex, although very expensive is recommended[i/]" ~ I second that!

rm_gerson42 replies on 5/14/2006 11:07 am:
Sometimes you forget about the expense. I think I'll have BlueCross pick up the tab.

TabithaElectra79 37F

5/14/2006 11:05 am

Whooops... my commands got a bit messed up there!!!

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