( If you started with this piece then it won't make much sense so, scroll down and start with part 1.)
Finally, I eyed the toilet stool. If I put down the lid, and somehow stretched and stepped up onto it with my right leg I could simply step down with my left, then right leg. Then visions of the splits, pulled down cabinets, and my damaged body lying on the floor stopped that insanity.
Then suddenly, I got the idea to just lay my trousseau down onto the toilet and ease my foot an leg from their source of pain. IT WORKED! Not only that, my face being in close proximity with the toilet bowl alerted me to the fact that it needed to be cleaned, and SOON!
The sad part is that I learned NOTHING from this fiasco. I quickly put my right foot in the bowl (since I already knew the escape plan). I was not going to let this small insignificant incident get the upper hand on me. I washed my right foot, extricated it easily (without all the previous contortions). Then I sat down to consider what this all meant. I know it has someathing to do with DENIAL.
Yes, I am getting older and the things I used ato do as a kid are no longer possible. Yes, I should have opted to go into the other bathroom and wash my feet in the tub. Yes, the sink was a dumb idea. And, yes my back and legs are aching right now. So, if I agree with all of these comments how can I be in denial?
Easy, I did it without thinking in the first place. Then I did it again... If that's not denial than I don't know what is. So what am I going to do now? Clean the toilet, of course. Maybe if the toilet is clean I could use it to wash my feet....................Nawh!