The next week was spring break, so the kids were home with me most of the time. Steven went to his buddy's house one night, and Tommy said he wanted to go out on a date with a girl on another. Mom came by to take me to therapy still, and I still hurt after every one of my sessions. I think it was starting to help some though, as I was able to stand up to go pee, instead of having to sit now. It's sad that I was marking my healing progress by that measure. I think my next major goal should be to jerk off with my...