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Medical necessity - Simon - 11-24-2025
There wasn't much we could have done about it. I suppose I could have hired a nurse, but I was a nurse myself—a medical assistant with a master's degree in nursing—and I didn't want to pay someone to be there full-time for a job I could do. Yes, Tye would have been embarrassed, but it couldn't be helped.
I reckon his best friend Flic could help out a little further down the road. School was on summer break, so he could just stay with us if necessary. Flic wasn't his real name. Augustus Bernard Flickenfeld was too much for the boy, so he'd been called Flic since kindergarten.
He and my son Tye had been friends since first grade, and for some time now, I can't even remember when they were a couple. Although I hadn't actually seen them doing anything together, the signs were obvious. Of course, seeing them fast asleep in each other's arms, their bare bottoms sticking out, seemed proof enough.
Loving each other didn't mean being in love, although that was certainly possible. They were 14 years old, after all; walking bundles of hormones who seemed to be constantly eating. I swear, when they entered the kitchen, the food seemed to leap out of the cupboards and the refrigerator. I had seen both boys naked during and after bathing when they were teenagers. When they entered puberty, they covered themselves, but not by much.
Briefs and a T-shirt seemed to be their preferred attire morning and night, allowing me to secretly observe their development. At 14, they appeared to be more than just healthy boys with amazing butts. Neither seemed overly inclined to conceal their morning erections as they scampered to the bathroom to bleed their lizards, and they usually went together. They showered together almost every morning when Flic stayed overnight, which was frequent, and I had seen their erections under their towels after showering.
And besides, they were both gorgeous boys. Flic was 1.68 m tall, with platinum blond surfer hair that perfectly accentuated his bright blue eyes, his captivating smile, and his stunning physique. The boy had been swimming since he was five and competing since he was seven.
Tye was an absolute beauty, definitely model material. My son was the same height as Flic and had dark brown hair, always cut short on the sides and back, but long enough on top to form a fringe that fell from left to right and grazed his right eyebrow. Speaking of eyebrows:
His eyes were thick and tapered beautifully towards the outside, accentuating his large, hazel eyes, which sometimes looked like tiny golden flecks. Like Flic, he played sports, choosing wrestling and baseball or lifting weights. His body was taut, flat, but well-shaped, and as mentioned, he had a killer butt.
So, here's the problem. On the third day of summer vacation, Tye and Flic were riding their bikes when my son was hit by a car that ran a red light. Luckily, Flic escaped unharmed, even though he witnessed the accident.
The result was a wrecked bicycle, a right arm broken in two places that required surgery, and a broken left hand. One arm had to be put in a cast and the other partially in one. He had several bruises, broken ribs, and severe contusions to his thigh, hip, and shoulder, all on one side, which practically immobilized my son. I was glad he was wearing his helmet; otherwise, it would have been much worse.
Due to the nature of his injuries and after a night in the hospital, the doctor prescribed oxycodone for two days, followed by T3 (Tylenol with codeine), to be administered every four hours for four days. This was followed by four days of high-dose NSAIDs, and then as needed.