Jimmy is particular about his appearance, his grooming, his personal hygiene. He's VERY particular, almost to the point of being fussy, so the fact that he's gone almost two weeks without a shower speaks volumes about how he's felt. I've given him some hospital-type wipe downs, but still... Unshaven, dirty hair standing straight up - a street person would take offense at being compared to him.
He felt better today, better than he's felt in several weeks, and I finally convinced him that we needed to address this problem. I told him we'd both feel much happier if we did.
First I put the toilet extender thing-y from 1st America in the shower and turned on the water. Then I got him to the bathroom (on a walker, no less) and got him undressed and in the shower and sitting on the toilet seat, oxygen tube and all. I disrobed and put on a shower cap and got in and scrubbed him down and washed his hair. What a vision. All we needed were violins playing "Some Enchanted Evening."
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