REHAB

It was my first job out of college. The town was small and I didn't know anyone there. Kay Daily was hired the same day as I was and worked in my department, but not on the same project. Kay was cute and also new to the town but had ignored my comments that “we should go out sometime” and seemed to walk around with her nose in the air when I was near. After several months, I noticed a picture on her desk of her and a girlfriend in a ski lift. I took a chance and asked her if she would go skiing at a local ski mountain on Saturday. Without much enthusiasm she said yes.

We rode the lift to the top and while I looked with some trepidation at the steep slope, Kay took off like an Olympian and sped down the slope. I followed with a lot less confidence and she was already out of sight. After only one spill, I approached the bottom to see a small crowd in the middle of the trail. Two skiers had collided and the following skier had run into them. Kay was the third skier.

The ski patrol was there and Kay's face was bloody and her color was poor. The three injured were loaded on stretchers and loaded into an ambulance. I gathered her skis and poles and took them to my car.

At the ER, they would only tell me that she was in the operating room and since I was not a relative, they could say no more. They did tell me when she was moved to ICU but that I could not visit her because I was not a relative. I went back on Sunday and her parents had come from upstate to see her. They told me she had a broken jaw, two cracked ribs and broken bones in both hands but was expected to recover. After two days in the ICU, she was moved to a rehab center and her parents returned home.

Tuesday:

As soon as I got off work, I went to the rehab hospital to see her for the first time since the accident. They had her sedated and she seemed asleep. Her mouth was wired shut and both hands were in casts and suspended from a rod that was over her bed. A nurse came into her room and explained her condition and that she would be more awake tomorrow as the painkillers wore off. I noticed that the nurse called me Mr. Daily but didn't say anything in case I needed to be a relative to visit her. I watched as the nurse pulled her sheet back to reveal that her gown actually covered only her shoulders and that otherwise she was completely naked. The nurse listened to her chest and I watched as she moved her stethoscope around two lovely breasts with large puffy nipples. The nurse had uncovered her almost to her hips and I could see that she was a natural blonde with a full bush. After the nurse re-covered her I left for the night.

Wednesday:

I brought a box of chocolate for the girls at the nurse station. Today, all of the nurses called me Mr. Daily. This place is so friendly. They had turned Kay over on her tummy. She was awake but didn't move as I sat down. The temp/BP tech came in and pulled Kay's top sheet down to reveal a lovely muscular back and beautiful bubble butt. Kay started kicking and making muffled sounds that we couldn't understand because of her jaw being wired shut. The tech warned her that she had to stop kicking or they would have to restrain her. The kicking stopped but the growling continued. The tech said that they didn't do many rectal temps anymore, but when the patient couldn't open their mouth, it was the only way. I got a cute picture with my phone of the digital thermometer being inserted. The guys at the office will like that. She was about to pull Kay's sheet back up when the nurse's aide came in carrying a bowl of water and towels. She said I could give her the bath if I wanted too as she was behind schedule and needed to catch up. Kay gave one hard kick but then stopped. I said I would be happy to wash her back, and the aide left . I soaped my hands well and started with her shoulders. Her skin felt like silk under my soapy hands. I worked my way down her back and spent extra time soaping her lovely butt with particular attention to getting her crack and anus clean. Kay was making her growling sounds but did not move. After I toweled her off, I pulled the sheet back up and left because it was dinner time.

Thursday:

Kay is on her back again. I like the way her nipples make tiny tents in her sheet. Her eyes are so expressive. You just know that she wants to say something. Her lips are not as swollen as they were, but we still can not understand her words. I talk to her about what is going on at work but of course, she can not reply. The aide comes in with the bath bowl and towels. I just love the expression that Kay has when the aide removes the sheet. So cute. The aide shows me how to clean around the catheter and says I will know how to do it next time.. She hands me the wash cloth, but I prefer to just use my soapy hands. The aide leaves us to our privacy and I find it quite enjoyable to wash her breasts and tummy. I had been wrong when the sheet had only been lowered to her hips. She did have a full blonde bush down as far as her clitoral hood, but from there on down she was waxed as smooth as a baby . The aide had mentioned that it sure made washing around the catheter much easier. I practiced washing there as the aide had showed me and then worked my way down both legs. Kay seemed to be talking to me as I washed her, but I was unable to understand.

Friday:

On her tummy again. I love the profile her butt makes in the sheet when she is flat on her tummy like that. The nurse came in and pulled down Kay's sheet to give a rather large shot in her right cheek. She recommended that I massage the shot location for a few minutes to keep it from getting sore. I was happy to do that. The aide came with the usual bath supplies and Kay felt just lovely under my soapy hands. Kay kicked a couple of times while I was washing her anus. I think it must tickle when I wash there.

Saturday:

No work today, so I came earlier. Kay was on her back again with her little nipples poking against her sheet. So cute. Too early for her half bath but the nurse came in carrying a bedpan , a Fleet enema and some wet wipes. Kay's eyes got very wide and she made some noises but no recognizable words. The nurse removed the sheet and wrapped Kay's knees with Velcro cuffs. She pulled her knees up and attached them to the bar above the bed. I loved the look of her bare butt with the catheter tube hanging out. I may get a picture of that for the guys at work after the nurse leaves. The nurse hands me the Fleet and says that she knows that Kay would rather I deliver this without her being there. Kay started crying because she was so grateful. The nurse said to just slide the bedpan under Kay when she was ready and buzz her when Kay was through to have the bedpan emptied. Kay was still crying when I inserted the nozzle and squeezed. I thought it was quite erotic to watch the expulsion from this angle. Kay was still crying while I cleaned her up with the wet wipes. It is so hard to figure why women are so emotional at times.

Sunday:

I went to the rehab right after lunch and she was on her tummy again. I know she wasn't asleep, but she kept her face buried in a pillow and did not move. I said I hoped the fleet had made her more comfortable. She shivered a little but still pretended to sleep. I tried rubbing her back and even her butt, but no response. I waited a while and then went home.

Monday:

Because Kay would be out for two months, our company had hired a temp to fill in until Kay came back, Sidney was gorgeous and flirty. Right off, she invited me to her place after work to have a drink. I accepted.