Prevention is better than cure

That is the mantra in our house of late. It originated from a chat P had with his doctor and it was the doctor who used it when he suggested booking my husband in for a gastroscopy which P was dubious about. His doctor came out with the predictable 'best to be on the safe side', 'earliest sign of anything easiest to fix' and all that and P agreed. I won't go into the details of why because there's no need and the outcome was good anyway and, aside from a few choice words he had to say about the unpleasantness of the procedure (he wouldn't take the sedative because of work and driving), he was cock-a-hoop when he phoned me to say it was all done. 'Remember prevention is better than cure', he told me.

Don't worry, this isn't a soppy if happy story about health fears turning out OK, it's about me getting spanked, I just have to tell it in my own way. You see, since the appointment for his gastroscopy was made (fast-track which worried the hell out of me), there's been an unspoken concern that it must be something bad. P assured me it was nothing, he was adamant that it was just a precaution, a bit of inflammation and a camera shot would help them identify it and sort it out. Prevention better than cure and all that. I didn't believe him and I don't think he believed himself. Anyway with this particular procedure a doctor is present and answers questions so P asked him plainly after they'd removed their equipment if he'd got cancer. The doctor said, 'Sir, I can tell you now, you have no signs whatsoever of cancer.' I could hear joy and relief in his voice over the phone, he told me not to plan a meal for later, we'd eat out. I asked him if he was sure, he said damned right he was and he was going to the office he wanted a cup of tea, had a few things to sort out and he wouldn't be late home.

When he came home he gave me a hug. Then he told me he was going to give me a good spanking, a really good one, before we went out. I asked him why, wasn't he happy? He said of course he was bloody happy, he was delighted and relieved and he knew I must be too because neither of us had told the truth about our darkest thoughts but now they could be put aside. I felt happiness welling up inside me but I managed to feign indignity and protest that I hadn't done anything wrong. That was when he applied the 'Prevention is better than cure' phrase and told me it related to spankings too, carried out more frequently they would prevent the doing of anything wrong. 

A tenuous connection but who was I to argue. I got spanked, it was hard and long and by hand and it was very personal and I went out with a well warmed backside and a big smile on my face:)

Ronnie

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