My landlord is trying to fix the leak that is coming from my bathroom. While I was gone today, his contractor decided that it was necessary to rip out the shower as well as the sink.
I took a bath tonight. A pretty strange bath. But the first bath I’ve taken since the first surgery in February. It took forever for the Dr. to deem my scars healed enough to be in a hot bath. And then it was just too darn hot to *want* to take a bath. And then I was afraid that the heat from the bath would trigger pins and needles.
Well, the bath wasn’t super hot, but I did stay in for a while, and no pins and needles. Which is good. I feel relaxed.
