Showering Gone Wrong... :)

I can recall back at the start of the summer when my friends decided my hair was dreadful and I was frumpy!  Sadly it was true.  Since I was no longer working my wardrobe consisted of sweats, T-shirts, leggings, my husband’s socks and sneakers.  Essentially, I was wearing my pajamas around town… had I heard of pajama jeans maybe I could have pulled off a more classy look J

But it was my hair that really drove one friend crazy, she does hair on Newbury Street in Boston!  So basically I looked like Pocahontas, but without the shine or clean part, and in its place split-ends and lack of any style at all.

After “my intervention” I let the girls have at me…  J

  

What freedom! I was in and out of the shower in record time when I didn’t have all that hair to deal with…but that was then.

Now, although still grateful for the time saved on my hair, it takes me FOREVER to get through the shower.  Those of you who have, or have ever experienced, having to take a shower when your body is broken know it is a challenge.  Today, was too comical not to share…

So my bathroom is all tricked out for the disabled, safety bars, shower seat, showerhead with a hose, and baskets in the shower at seated level.  Well some days even with all these treasures it can be bedlam.

So my wheelchair doesn’t fit through the doorway into the bathroom, but I have a huge vanity that runs the length of the bath over to the toilet.  So I get out of the chair at the door and using the vanity for stability I get to the shower, pivoting to grab the other wall.  I then sit on the edge of the tub and adjust the temp, etc.  Then I reach out and grab the vanity again stand up and pivot to the toilet.  There I disrobe, move my towels from the vanity to on top of the hamper.  I move the hamper over closer to the tub, pivot using the vanity back over to the edge of the tub.  I check the temp and grabbing the bar in the shower I pull up and slap my butt onto the wet plastic seat- sounds something like a whale using his blowhole J

I have a swivel seat, however, I also have a very narrow tub so in order to “swivel” I have to grab the safety bar, raise my legs up into the air and spin my ass around.  Lets just say it is NOT pretty!  We “resolved” that problem by moving the supply baskets to the opposite wall so everything is within my reach. 

Well today it wasn’t until after I was in my seat and just looking forward to a long hot shower because PT really kicked my ass this week, that I discover someone left the shampoo on the inside edge of the tub BEHIND me!  “Shit!”

Okay, so I have 3 choices.  The first being “the pole dance”…”just can’t do it.”

Second, I could just not wash my hair…”not an option, 2 appointments today.”

OR, I could try to think of something new… “I could try grabbing the bar with my left hand, doing a backbend sort of move and grabbing the shampoo with my right hand…”

You are ABSOLUTELY right…Not a good idea.  But I did it anyway.

So I think it through a few times, try leaning back without going too far to see if I can hold my weight with one hand, I take a deep breath and go for it.

Well, remember that slap down on the seat…yup I was stuck to the seat, no give what so ever! The front leg starts to raise, “Oh shit I’m going down!”  My worst fear…being found “fallen and I can’t get up” NAKED!!

I quick do a full raise sit-up and level off…first thought, “Damn girl you got abs!”

Second thought, “You friggin’ idiot!” And finally, “the world will just have to deal with my dirty hair… at least it is a cute cut”   J