I wanted to start off this post expressing my gratitude to all of you for asking me how my knee is doing.
I also wanted to give you an update.
After four months of being diagnosed with a tear in the meniscus, I seem to be improving slowly.
There are days I think my knee is never going to produce scar tissue and I’m going to be left hobbling like a hobbit forever.
Nevertheless, I continue to wear my brace, elevate my leg, and sleep.
I find myself sleeping a lot.
Which is funny, given I’ve suffered from insomnia for most of my life.
And because I find myself dozing off during the day, I’m awake at odd hours of the night.
So, much like a vampire, I find myself
limping meandering through the house, looking for something to nibble on, donning my blanket as a cape.
Sadly, little Roxy has also adopted this sleeping/non-sleeping pattern and seems to be eating round the clock.
We’ve come to embrace this way of life.
So much in fact, that we’re ready to audition as extras in the next Twilight sequel.
But I digress.
Last night, as I tossed and turned on the uncomfortable little couch in the family room, I thought it best to get up and find a way to induce sleep.
As I browsed the list of the many TV episodes I haven’t watched, I came across one of the last episodes of Arrow.
I don’t know what made me think watching this show was going to make me sleepy.
Because one minute into the episode, watching the protagonist train bare-chested and glistening with sweat, I was salivating like one of Pavlov’s dogs.
And no, on this occasion I will not apologize for objectifying this amazing specimen.
Glued to my computer screen, hot tea dribbling onto my pajama shirt, I sat mesmerized looking at the most sculpted abs I have ever seen.
Roxy, aware of my drooling, jumped on the couch to see what was causing my hypnotic state.
Halfway through the episode, the desire to sleep long forgotten, Diggle, another male character, appeared shirtless.
At this point, I frantically looked around the room searching for anything that could substitute for a paper bag.
You know, in case I started hyperventilating.
Yet, it seems unfair to
objectify discuss these characters without giving a synopsis of the show.
The show Arrow, a modern depiction of the DC Comic character Green Arrow, features billionaire playboy Oliver Queen, who after being shipwrecked on an island for five years, returns home to Sterling City. His family soon comes to realize that Oliver is a changed man. However, Oliver is not the only one who has changed. His beloved city has taken a turn for the worse–overwrought with crime and corruption, it is now at the hands of criminals who exploit the innocent. With the help of his bodyguard John Diggle, Oliver will assume the identity of Arrow, a vigilante whose mission is clean up the city and right the wrongs committed by his father. The show airs on the CW on Wednesday at 8pm, eastern standard time.
And there you have it.
If you haven’t seen this show, I highly recommend it.
It is action packed, the acting passes muster, and it features men who are more than willing to whip off their shirts.
Nevertheless, because the show doesn’t feature a warning, I feel it my sisterly duty to provide one.
Not recommended to those battling insomnia. Viewing the male characters may cause heart palpitations, impair your ability to speak, and produce sweaty palms. Use care until you become familiar with the plot and the protagonist’s insistence to bare his chest and perform the “salmon ladder” stunt, in which he hoists himself up a series of metal rungs whilst only holding a long, metal bar. Other symptoms might include vertigo, excessive salivation,and biting of the lips. Proceed to watch only after you have passed a physical exam and/or your physician has given you green light. Repeated viewing may cause addiction and drooling. It is recommended you have a paper towel with you at all times. Interrupted viewing may result in withdrawal symptoms.
Watch at your own risk!
Have you watched the show Arrow?
Disclaimer: The following post is written for entertainment purposes only and does not offer real psychiatric or medical advice. Information provided in the post should not be construed as professional advice. In addition, while I don’t support the objectification of men or women, comments provided in the post serve to confirm that the CW has been successful in targeting a female demographic.