Ahhhh......the luxurious indulgence of a hot shower.
I was careful not to soak my stitches, keeping my back to the water, and Chris was on stand-by to wash my legs and feet since I can't bend over. I had to use his shower because during my test run I realized that the tub sides in my bathroom were too tall for me to comfortable lift my legs over. After my shower, Chris gamely agreed to help me dry-shave my legs where I kicked up one leg at a time on the toilet while he shaved it for me. He did a good job considering how infrequently he shaves himself!
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I haven't shaved my legs for years, but it's like falling off a bicycle. When in Rome.
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