Changing Times
Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2018 12:09 pm
I discovered FrankTalk quite recently when I was looking for information about Caverject (Alprostadil). I am amazed by the amount of information that is available, and the willingness of members to offer support, or just to chat.
I think my story is one of lost opportunity.
I had a stressful job which involved being away all week, lots of travelling, living out of suitcases. When I wasn’t on the move, I was pretty sedentary; too many hotel meals and not enough exercise lead to being overweight with heart problems and ultimately Type 2 Diabetes.
During this time, my libido plummeted, and I was put onto HRT (Testosterone gel) which helped a bit. However, I started to suffer from Erectile Dysfunction (I was about 48 at the time), and, to cut a long story short, I didn’t seek treatment as quickly as I should have.
Roll on a couple of years, things had got worse, and I was persuaded to visit my GP, who referred my to my local Erectile Dysfunction Clinic. After unsuccessful trials with Levitra, I had reasonable success with Cialis. Over the next few years, Cialis became less and less reliable, until eventually I was referred back to the Clinic.
This was when I was taught how to inject myself, and I rediscovered the kind of erection that I hadn’t experienced for more than 20 years. After that, I began to want sex a lot more frequently.
However, my wife went through the menopause and found that her appetite for sex was variable. In addition, her health and capability worsened significantly. So we went from a position where she always wanted sex, but I either couldn’t or wouldn’t, to one where the situation was reversed. Karma’s a bitch.
The real kicker is that my wife and I used to love sex. I guess you don't know what you've got until you don't have it any more. Of course, I masturbate, but it’s not anywhere near the same.
I can't tell my wife how I feel. She is always telling me she is sorry that most of the time she doesn't feel the same way as she used to, and even when she does, she can't manage very much. I would never want her feeling that this is in any way her fault
I am guessing that my story is not unique, and would love to hear from those of you with similar tales of what might have been. If anyone wants to chat and share, send me a PM.
I think my story is one of lost opportunity.
I had a stressful job which involved being away all week, lots of travelling, living out of suitcases. When I wasn’t on the move, I was pretty sedentary; too many hotel meals and not enough exercise lead to being overweight with heart problems and ultimately Type 2 Diabetes.
During this time, my libido plummeted, and I was put onto HRT (Testosterone gel) which helped a bit. However, I started to suffer from Erectile Dysfunction (I was about 48 at the time), and, to cut a long story short, I didn’t seek treatment as quickly as I should have.
Roll on a couple of years, things had got worse, and I was persuaded to visit my GP, who referred my to my local Erectile Dysfunction Clinic. After unsuccessful trials with Levitra, I had reasonable success with Cialis. Over the next few years, Cialis became less and less reliable, until eventually I was referred back to the Clinic.
This was when I was taught how to inject myself, and I rediscovered the kind of erection that I hadn’t experienced for more than 20 years. After that, I began to want sex a lot more frequently.
However, my wife went through the menopause and found that her appetite for sex was variable. In addition, her health and capability worsened significantly. So we went from a position where she always wanted sex, but I either couldn’t or wouldn’t, to one where the situation was reversed. Karma’s a bitch.
The real kicker is that my wife and I used to love sex. I guess you don't know what you've got until you don't have it any more. Of course, I masturbate, but it’s not anywhere near the same.
I can't tell my wife how I feel. She is always telling me she is sorry that most of the time she doesn't feel the same way as she used to, and even when she does, she can't manage very much. I would never want her feeling that this is in any way her fault
I am guessing that my story is not unique, and would love to hear from those of you with similar tales of what might have been. If anyone wants to chat and share, send me a PM.