We’re two years on from the transplant now, and while we’re incredibly grateful for how far she’s come, intimacy has changed in ways we didn’t expect. A lot of the positions we once relied on just aren’t comfortable or safe anymore, and that’s taken some of the spontaneity out of things.
We’ve tried adapting — slowing down, changing angles, focusing more on closeness — but some attempts feel more functional than exciting. What I miss most isn’t a specific act, but that feeling of mutual enthusiasm and connection, where we’re both relaxed and present rather than concentrating on what can’t be done.
I want to find ways to rebuild that spark that respect her body and recovery, while also allowing us both to feel wanted and engaged. This feels less like a problem to “solve” and more like a new chapter we’re still learning how to write together.