I wash my hair every other day. Normally, no problem! NOW? An adventure. I've been camped out in my room mostly the past couple days never once venturing down the stairs. I'm not trying to break anything else!
In fact, yesterday I used the upstairs washroom which has a shower/tub combo since I can't wet my foot unless I plan to change the dressing on it. So yesterday I hop hop hopped down the hallway for a bath. How does one bath themselves when they can't put their feet in the water?
Well, it kinda looked like this:
..except the unsexy version. Sure I coulda pointed my toes and put rhinestones on my ta's ta's .. but who's there to benefit except for my mom. *shudder* no bueno.
Anyway, I washed up with the quickness and figured out a way to get myself out of the tub, which I must say, was not the most graceful ladylike spectacle ever seen.
Today, my hair is looking dutty greasy. time to wash it, and time to change the dressing on my toe and foot. Doctor's orders!
1. Two flights of stairs
2. How the heck am I gonna stand long enough to wash my hair AND my bits?
Tackling #1: On the advice of Shilpabatiste on twitter, I cautiously put my crutches down on the step beneath me. smack in the middle of the step for stability and I took a leap into the unknown. Was I going to fall and bruk up mi sinting??!!?! have faith silly. u can do this! Step 1, SUCCESS! I continued on down to the second flight, had a tiny wobble on the 2nd last step but I made it.
Tackling #2: Before heading downstairs, mom and I strategized how I'd be able to wash my hair without falling down pon mi rass. The solution was to put the step ladder in the shower with a towel on the seat so my bits dont get contaminated with who other peoples pants germs that are on there. Yes fam.. I'm comin in like a senior citizen fi true! RIGHT down to the bench in the shower. :o/
Such is the life of a cripple.
Other than this new obstacle defeated, I have nothing else to tell you.
One might ask Kay, does this mean we have to read a blog from you EVERY .. DAY.. about your broken toe?
Cuz I ain't got shit else to do.
Peace and light! Your buddy,
(Much love to shilpabaptiste on twitter for the revamp of my cripple name)