A TUB 'BATH'

I know that most of us have a routine of jumping into the shower, a quick wash of the ol' bod and a shampoo of the hair before toweling off and hitting the road for work. I used to do that too, with nary a thought to how great it felt to be fresh and clean, to have shiny, nice smelling hair. It's weird, the things we take for granted. Until they're gone.

After the accident my entire focus was on pain management. Getting to the bathroom. Dealing with the horrors of not being able to go for days and days on end. Hoping and praying the daily laxative would do it's job. After a week of this I found myself dealing with the opposite problem. Believe me, dealing with explosive anything is not good when it requires frequent frantic trips to the bathroom on new crutches. Give me constipation any day. Well, after 22 days of upset, I can finally say that things are moving in the right direction (no pun intended). That's another one of those things we do on a daily basis and just never think about. Another milestone that I am grateful for.

Ah yes, back to the bath. Today I was feeling kind of down. Discouraged with the lack of progress. Missing the kids at school and my daily routine. Overwhelmed by the amount of paperwork I have to deal with in order to get some assistance. Not from friends; they have been wonderful. The insurance company, not so much. So at the end of the day I decided to do something that I knew would make me feel better. I prepared a small bath. Using their set up and being very careful not the injure the leg, I submerged part of me into the water. It felt SOOOO good. All these things I took for granted: soap, warm water, the feel of an actual face cloth on my flaccid limbs, a soft towel . . . having the upper body strength to complete these maneuvers. I am ever so grateful.

I am back on my couch now, resting with my leg elevated. I think I will do a little reading before I bed down for the night.

Thank you for taking the time to read this. Stay safe.