I walked to the loo.
I'd forgotten I have a man in the house. He is part of my life - and yet I forget.
The toilet seat was up.
It hit me.
I can't use that, I can't sit.
So strange.
I recall my sisters and Mum telling me and Dad to put the seat down.
It never meant anything, just being polite for reasons I didn't understand.
The toilet seat was up tonight.
A rush of how I have changed, my life is so different.
A toilet seat defines life.
A toilet seat was up tonight: my journey defined by my bladder.
I laughed.
I put the seat down and smiled in relief.
At least you didn't accidentally sit down on it while the seat was still up - that's pretty unpleasant I have discovered. :o
You know still after all these years it's the only thing I miss, standing when the seat is dirty, cold, broken or all of the above
the hospital I go to has an automatic cover replacer for the seat, pretty cool.
I really liked that :) despite my preference of squatting like a caveman
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I do hope you laid down the law to him about leaving the seat up.
I have nearly done that myself and but quickly corrected and put the seat down. Hugs
Mariah
Quote from: Ms Grace on July 20, 2015, 06:37:44 AM
At least you didn't accidentally sit down on it while the seat was still up - that's pretty unpleasant I have discovered. :o
Quote from: stephaniec on July 20, 2015, 08:38:23 AM
the hospital I go to has an automatic cover replacer for the seat, pretty cool.
The public toilets in Bryant Park in NYC have or had that. Its a clear plastic sleeve.
Quote from: Ms Grace on July 20, 2015, 06:37:44 AM
At least you didn't accidentally sit down on it while the seat was still up - that's pretty unpleasant I have discovered. :o
My dad... used to do that on purpose. I could never fathom sitting on a hard, narrow piece of ceramic like that.
My mom? Complete opposite. She had a nice, soft seat in the toilet in her house.