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I finally tried the plastic bag thing in the shower. Two bags on each foot, each layer taped to my calf.
A little-known fact of physics: slippery footing gets worse by a factor of at least three when you have your eyes closed and soap all over your face.
But I'm clean! I'm clean! Ahhhhhhh! I could rinse my hair with BOTH hands. I could get my legs wet. I could wash my backside. I could stand in the spray and rinse myself in seconds. Every detail was a new joy -- I was having multiple mental orgasms over how wonderful it was to be clean.
I can't wait to be able to wash my feet. I might just pass out with bliss.
A little-known fact of physics: slippery footing gets worse by a factor of at least three when you have your eyes closed and soap all over your face.
But I'm clean! I'm clean! Ahhhhhhh! I could rinse my hair with BOTH hands. I could get my legs wet. I could wash my backside. I could stand in the spray and rinse myself in seconds. Every detail was a new joy -- I was having multiple mental orgasms over how wonderful it was to be clean.
I can't wait to be able to wash my feet. I might just pass out with bliss.
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I do have a (cheap plastic) stool. I had been using it to elevate my feet when sticking them out the shower door. This morning I had hoped I could stand up long enough... guess I should use the stool, huh? :-)