Saturday, March 10, 2018

Savouring the normal

It's been two weeks since I've had to put a bin bag on my lower left leg to protect a wound site. Getting a bag on was unpleasant; getting the rubber band off a wet thin garbage bag was not fun. Throwing the wet bag in the bin; fun not.

Now I am not doing that. I am having normal showers. I'm still savouring the satisfaction of that experience—and that I live in a place where hot and cold clean running water is the norm.

After every hell event—and during—showers made me feel better. To lose that normality for two weeks of arsing-around fuckery with bags, elastic bands and unusual positioning makes you re-love your showering norm.

Showers; they're just great—and I appreciate the systems that make it all happen.

Government for the win.

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