Mom, please (closed for Maria1966)

[lovingfingers]

Steve Landers lay in bed. It was already 8:00 and he had been awake for a couple hours. He was used to getting up early, going for a run, working out, before going to school. He was 18, muscular and quick, a running back for the football team.

Was was the operative term. The car accident had been bad. It wasn’t his fault. He was just a passenger, but that didn’t help. He was paralyzed from the waist down. The doctors had not ruled out the possibility that he would regain some use of his legs some day, but it was clear any athletic career was over. His arm was still in a cast. It would take surgery and a few more months before he would regain any use of it. A thick bandage covered part of his face. Reconstructive surgery might make it possible to be seen in public without people pointing at the freak, but for now…

As much as his injuries hurt, the reactions of those closest to him had hurt worse. His father, once his biggest supporter, now barely acknowledged him. His team and his recent girlfriend had drifted away. If he wasn’t the pretty boy football player, he guessed he wasn’t worth much to anyone.

He turned his head as he heard steps on the stairs. It must be his mom, the one person in the entire world that hadn’t abandoned him. Technically, she was his step-mom, but she had been mom as long as he could remember. She had married his father while he was still young.

He smiled genuinely as she walked in, carrying a tray with breakfast. She wished him a good morning and bent down to give him a kiss on the cheek. She set the tray aside and reached down. He wrapped his good arm around her and felt the warmth of her chest pressed against his. She pulled him up to a sitting position and stuffed a pillow behind him. Setting the tray over his legs, she smiled, “Hope you’re hungry.”

 

[maria1966]

Maria Clayton

Married to George landers for the last 14 years

age: 38

5 feet 3 inches

shoulder length blond hair

Bright blue eyes

Natural 34C with big long nipples.

I slowly begin to feed you your breakfast making sure to give you a sip of Juice between bites of food so that you don't choke on it. "I am sorry it took me so long to get it ready for you."

 

[lovingfingers]

"I'll bet," I muttered, surprised he even spoke about me. I did have one good arm and could certainly have fed myself, but you seemed to enjoy doing it, and I was desperate for your company. It was hard to admit without whining, but I was terribly lonely. I chatted as best I could, typing with one hand, but having a real flesh and blood person to talk to....

When I had finished eating, I looked into your blue, blue eyes, "Thank you.,. I am sorry you have had to do so much for me. What did dad have to say?"

 

[maria1966]

"You want to here all of it because it is all horrible." After you finish feeding that crippled freak lock him in his room and don't you go in their except to feed him for take care of his injuries ! What would our neighbors think if they saw him! in public or they saw the two of you together in public!"

Then he stomped out of the house and as he was about to go out the door he screamed "If my instructions are not followed or if i find out that he was seen in public i will beat the shit out of him and i will force you to watch! "

 

[lovingfingers]

I took a deep breath. When had my father become such an asshole? I could see this hurt you. This was not the man you married. I tried to reassure you, "Don't worry. I am not going anywhere. And.. I don't know what is up with dad. Something..."

Mom hugged me, and I gave myself to it. I smelled the scent of your hair, and smiled in earnest. The moment was interrupted by the doorbell. You said something about my doctor's appointment and went to answer.

When the doctor arrived in my room, he wore a serious expression. After examining me, he asked my mother to sit down, and told us that I had only a couple months to live. He went into some detail, most of which I did not understand. It didn't matter.

He discussed end of life care with my mother and bade me farewell. You asked me if you could do anything for me, and I just asked to be alone for a while.

 

[maria1966]

"Before I go i have something to say regarding your father the men of his generation measured success in the following ways first going to school and getting good grades and getting into a good college second excelling in extracurricular activities."

"And you did quite well with that stuff but after the accident this was taken from you and that is why your father is the way that he is." I kiss your forehead then i prepare to leave the room but i disobey my instructions and i leave the door open.

Then i go to the kitchen and have a cup of coffee while i am drinking it i say to myself "I can't believe that doctor would just diagnose steve with aneurysm just like that without running any tests."

"I am getting a second opinion on this matter."

so i call up a good doctor i know who specializes in brain aneurysm's and i make an appointment. After the appointment is made i come back to your room.

 

[maria1966]

"Steve i called a good doctor that i know that specializes in Brain aneurysm's and i have made an appointment for you to see him. Then i help you get dressed and into your wheelchair. once your in the chair i push you out to my car and i drive you to the doctor's office. Once we reach his office i park the car get you into your wheelchair. and into the doctor's office. I go the receptionist desk i say to her. "I'm maria clayton i made an appointment with doctor Gray for my son Steve."

The receptionist looked at the computer and she said "Mrs. Clayton doctor gray is with another patient he will see you in a couple of minutes."

 

[lovingfingers]

For mom's sake, I went for a second opinion. You were so determined.

But after an hours of exams, MRI, Dr. Gray came to the same conclusion. The nurses helped me back into the car, and you drove me home. I could see you were struggling not to cry.

Me? I think I was still in shock. But a very real part of me was relieved.

When we pulled back into the garage at home, I set my hand on your arm, "Mom, I know it sounds weird, but I am ok with this. Going through life.. in chair.. not being able to do anything.... that's not life. At least, this way, there is an end."

You helped me into my chair and back to my room. As I settled in, you asked me if there was anything I wanted to do... in my time left. I shook my head and you pressed me for an answer.

I laughed bitterly, "Nothing you can do mom. I.. well, would liked to have had a girlfriend, and.. well all that goes with having a girlfriend. I dunno..."

 

[maria1966]

"Steve spit it out dear. Do you want to go through with the surgery that doctor gray suggested? it will save your life you will be horny all the time and we will need to fuck everyday but you will be alive.

And hey lots of people are in wheelchairs and they have long productive lives. You could too you know."