My lover can't shut his mouth
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Sometimes Charles just baffles me …
As I recounted a couple of days ago he fell of a bike and hurt himself. His mouth has mostly been open but silent. Silly me I though the he was holding his mouth that way because his skin hurt if it moved.
I discovered an hour ago that he can't close his mouth. The impact damaged his jaw.
After his fall the other morning I asked him if he wanted me to dial Durham's 911 and summon an ambulance to take him to Durham Regional Hospital's Emergency Room. He said no.
Charles trained as nurse. In matters of his body I trust his judgment. Never occurred to me that he'd sit around unable to shut his mouth (as often as I've in other circumstances wished he would to make the inevitable joke).
So I just gave him what money I had in my pockets, call him a cab and sent him of to the hospital. Normally I'd be there at his side but I'm weary after a day's labor and my bookshop has a two-day holiday sale starting tomorrow. I need to sleep. And I'm bit peeved that he'd just sit there unable to close his jaw and not tell me.
Charles isn't strong about pain (no criticism, I'm a baby when I stump my toe and ready for suicide pills when my tooth hurts). Growing up with crohn's disease when a small spoonful of crunchy peanut butter could put him in the hospital he's usually read to see a doctor or get a hospital bed.
I just can't guess what was going through his mind the day of his bike accident.