This one got to me. When I was a little girl an elderly couple came to our house for dinner, and at some point the old lady excused herself, went to the toilet, and died there.
It was all terrifically dramatic (especially since she'd locked herself in) and left me with a terrible fear of the toilet. I refused to lock the door, and every time I went in there I had to tell someone where I was, JUST IN CASE. That lasted for years, and I was also permanently constipated because I overheard someone saying she'd strained too hard.
(I'm over it now, but probably only because the lock in our toilet doesn't work anyway.)
Before you criticize someone, you should walk a mile in their shoes. That way, when you criticize them, you're a mile way and you have their shoes. ~Author Unknown
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This one got to me. When I was a little girl an elderly couple came to our house for dinner, and at some point the old lady excused herself, went to the toilet, and died there.
It was all terrifically dramatic (especially since she'd locked herself in) and left me with a terrible fear of the toilet. I refused to lock the door, and every time I went in there I had to tell someone where I was, JUST IN CASE. That lasted for years, and I was also permanently constipated because I overheard someone saying she'd strained too hard.
(I'm over it now, but probably only because the lock in our toilet doesn't work anyway.)
Ah... memories!
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