This is a sequel to "For the Last Time", a PerthSaint story. In this sequel, Perth and Saint have just returned from their Hawaiian beach honeymoon but Amanda comes back into their lives to create complications to their newly wedded bliss . This is...
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Perth's POV
Since I was discharged from the hospital, I had been assigned a home health aide to help me perform my activities of daily living such as fixing my meals, doing my laundry, taking a shower, among others. I had also been assigned a physical therapist who would come to give me strengthening exercises to get me back on my feet again.
Saint had offered to do the home health aide's job for me but I told him he shouldn't have to do all those stuff for me when I already had someone assigned to do them.
"In that case, I'm gonna do some marketing this morning," Saint said. "The fridge and the kitchen cabinets need to restocked."
"That's a good idea," I agreed with him.
While Saint was away, the home health aide who introduced himself as Waan came in. He fixed me some breakfast because Saint had no time to fix breakfast for me and himself. Saint had said that he would just drop by the coffee shop right next to the supermarket just before doing his shopping.
After a breakfast of grilled ham and cheese sandwich, I downed a couple of pain pills with a glass of orange juice. I had been instructed during my discharge visit by the the nurse at the hospital to make sure to take my pain pills an hour before physical therapy so as to be able to perform my exercises comfortably.
I had just finished breakfast and the home health aide was in the middle of loading the washing machine when the buzzer sounded.
"I'll see who it is," the home health aide offered just as I was wheeling myself to the doorbell security camera.
The person on the camera announced that he was the physical therapist.
"Buzz him in," I instructed the home health aide.
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A/N: The image above does not belong to me. It belongs to the person who uploaded it on the internet.
Also I thought i'd give the physical therapist an image so I chose Tae Darvid who played the role of Forth in season 1 of Two Moons.
I greeted the physical therapist by extending my hand to him.
"Good morning, sir, my name is Tae. I will be your physical therapist for the duration of your therapy," he said while accepting the hand I extended to him.
"You don't have to call me sir," I said with a smile. "Just call me Perth."
"Perth it is then," he nodded, smiling back at me. "Where is a convenient place for you to do the exercises?"
"The living room would be a good place," I replied.
He unrolled the exercise mat and set it on the floor of the living room. Then he assisted me out of my wheelchair by supporting my waist and making me place my weight on my good leg.
Ever so slowly he helped me to lie on the exercise mat.
"I will be asking you to slowly turn and lie flat on your stomach," he instructed me.
I did so while he supported my injured leg. He called it the log roll technique where you turn your whole body in a straight line all at the same time.
Once I was on my stomach, he straddled my backside but facing the opposite way so that he could see the back of my thighs and legs.
At that moment we heard the front door swinging open and Waan, the home health aide came out of the laundry room still holding one of my shirts to be laundered, to see who was coming in through the door.
It was Saint holding three fully loaded grocery bags in each hand. He stood just inside the door and surveyed the whole scene, Waan holding one of my shirts staring at him wide eyed, and me on the floor with Forth straddling me facing the door.
"What the hell is going on here?" he demanded to know, his grip on the grocery bags loosening up and making them fall.
Some of the contents of one of the grocery bags rolled out and got scattered all over the floor. One of the mandarin oranges actually rolled far enough away and stopped right beside my face.
