Sometimes we take things for granted. Simple things such as being able to feed ourselves, dress ourselves, walk without assistance, and bathe ourselves and at any time we so desire. Well let me tell you, I am appreciating these things more and more.
I recently had knee replacement surgery (that’s another story) and spent several weeks in a rehab facility. Your meals are brought to you, you are assisted to the bathroom, helped out of bed, and helped to put your clothes on. I didn’t even think about a shower because of the staples and bandages, so the traditional sponge bath was given. I progressed pretty quickly so some things I was able to do for myself; however no shower. I begin to notice that there was not a shower in the room. Just as I was tiring of sponge bathing and was getting ready to inquire, in comes a certified nursing assistant (CNA) asking me if I wanted to take a shower. BE STILL MY HEART. I asked, “Even though I still had staples and a bandage?” She said, “Yes ma’am. We can work around that.” My CNA said she would come and get me after dinner. I also learned then that each person is scheduled a bath day. Mine were Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays. Oh, the excitement of imagining soap all over my whole body and not just parts of my body and HOT water streaming everywhere. I don’t know when I have had something so simple make me feel so excited. They usually come and help you gather all of your things but by the time she came back I had all of my stuff in a little pile on the bed.
Finally the bath. Backing up a little bit, each day that I was taken to physical therapy (PT) I saw this closed door titled Bathing Rooms. I wondered exactly what that was. Now I get to see. We go to the door and she opens it and TA-DA the bathing rooms. Nothing fancy but for me a welcomed sight. When you first walk in there is a big shower curtain that covers the whole entrance after the door. Then each individual shower room had it’s own shower curtain. Looking in each room was like looking at the chairs in the children’s story, The Three Bears. One room had a bed with plastic padding. The next room had this super large chair with a doughnut shaped seat. The last room was the same except it had a much smaller chair. Each room was the size of three or four regular showers put together.
I picked my room and the CNA helped me with my clothes. No shame. No modesty. I needed help to bathe and I was ready for that shower. When I lathered up and that hot water hit me, OH MY what delight. My CNA was there to help me with my back and feet and she even shampooed my hair. After the shower I felt like a new woman.
It’s the little things. If we can just appreciate the little things that God has given, know that there is delight in everything that God has created, we will soon realize that there are no LITTLE things.