ANTIGONOS' BRAIN

Your Brain is Green
Of all the brain types, yours has the most balance. You are able to see all sides to most problems and are a good problem solver. You need time to work out your thoughts, but you don't get stuck in bad thinking patterns. You tend to spend a lot of time thinking about the future, philosophy, and relationships (both personal and intellectual).

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Not Tonight, Darling!

Today's Washington Post has an article about the rush to create a "pink Viagra". I bet men are behind it. Men will never understand what turns women on -- and off.

Until I married, sex and food were the chiefest joys of my life. Now, after 30 years of sleeping with the same man, and becoming diabetic, I can only dream of both. Oh, my husband is happy, even eager, to have sex with me every night (which, at 62 and fat, I should suppose is a compliment of sorts), and I know he is bewildered that I decline his advances. "I can't sleep" is his idea of a sexy come-on. Bloody hell, I usually think, am I a sleeping pill? Or, trying for subtlety, "Is the K-Y Jelly on your side of the bed?"


Let me stress that my husband is in many ways a truly lovely human being. But one of the world's greatest lovers he is not, nor has he ever been. And he is completely unaware that there is any problem : he achieves erection and climax quickly. It's my problem that I can't keep pace with him, or that I think making love involves more than the friction of tissues. And since he has no problem, he's not about to get any counselling. Never underestimate the male ego.


The first years of our marriage are very foggy in my memory, I was that exhausted with having three children in the space of three and a half years (all by C/S), getting over the death of my mother and acclimating to life in a different country and in a different language. I know the lack of sexual compatibility deeply distressed me for years, until I managed to stop becoming aroused. At first it was a conscious thing, to imagine I was numb from the waist down, and then it became automatic, so that, by the time Dr. Ruth's TV show came to Israel, and hubby began to be intrigued about improving his technique ("Do you know where your clitoris is?" he asked me once. "Yes", I replied, "we learned about it in anatomy class in nursing school") I REALLY did have a problem.


"Pink Viagra" is completely the wrong approach. But I guess popping a pill is a lot easier than teaching a man some sensitivity (flowers, champagne, a nice meal someone else has cooked, "I'll do the dishes tonight", or not saying "It's half-time --we've got 10 minutes; you get ready while I take a leak") and some technique. Fortunately, by the time something is FDA approved, maybe we'll both be past it and a good cuddle can be just that. But then I think of Mme. Maitenon who complained to her confessor that Louis XIV was still going at it twice a week when he was more than 70, and could she please tell him "no" because she found sex painful? The priest told her that she could not refuse the king, that it was her "conjugal duty" as a wife (morganatic in this case).


A woman's work is never done...coming, dear...

2 comments:

midwifemuse said...

Wonderful, honest post. I have always partially 'blamed' myself for my increasing disinterest in marital sex but your description of your husband's seduction technique sounds like the all too familiar instant turn-off my husband comes out with.
If a little 'pink' pill could overcome the cold water effect of routine and familiarity I'd take one!

Antigonos said...

I've got three solutions, which are probably as useful, and a lot cheaper, than any "pink Viagra" that would ever be developed:
1) copious ingestion of single malt whisky (by the woman, not the man!) prior to bedtime,
2)imagining that Darling is really a young Robert Redford (or someone similar),
and if all else fails, 3)close one's eyes and Think of England.

I recently read an article which defined "premature ejaculation" as male ejaculation which occurs ANY time prior to his partner's orgasm. I wonder what percentage of the male population THAT encompasses....