Hello from a mild Crowborough.
Inspired by Nindancer’s post on the PPMS forum, I have considered the matter of going to the loo. There was also another big event last Monday. Here’s my account if you wish to read it:
Best wishes, Steve.
Steve, how you can move me to tears with one of your blogs one day, and make me laugh out loud on another, literally, is wonderful. You have such a great way with the written word. It’s a wonderful gift.
Thank you for giving my day such a bright start. May it continue to shine…!
…from a wild and windy day on the South West coast of Ireland.
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oh yes, when you know there isn’t much time left but you start reading someone’s blog!
gotta go now, it’s urgent.
I NEED THE LOO!!
carole x
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Steve …
It is always a delight to read your blog.
As an additional comment to the one above - how about the euphemistically named “Urgency and Hesitation”. As in:
I have to go now, RIGHT NOW. and when you get to the loo - NOTHING for ten minutes during which you still have to go RIGHT NOW.
Just imagine if each neurologist was made to drink a pint of water with each patient he/she saw.
Do you think they would pay more attention to bladder problems?
Geoff
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Great blog. Funny and poignant Thank you
Adam
It’s that fear factor which always gets me. Being scared to go somewhere that claims to have an accessible loo but when you get there it’s not. Either you can’t physically get in there in a wheelchair. Or you can, but shutting the door is an impossibility. (And who on Earth thought a disabled loo is still accessible once you add a massive nappy bin that makes it impossible to use from a wheelchair?) Or there’s room to get in, but only one bar by the loo which means you might get on it, but getting off the loo is difficult/unfeasible.
All of these things, and more worry me about going somewhere new.
So congratulations Steve, on managing to get your tattoo.
And as ever, on your beautiful writing.
Sue
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One of my daughters phoned a local pub/restaurant that was on the short list for a family lunch.
“Disabled toilet. Yes, we have one. It is nearly a hundred yards from the dining room, and there are no helper bars fitted”.
Well, that cost them a booking for six people!
Geoff
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Supposed disabled toilets vary in accessibility, facilities and fittings. Before my spc days, I wanted to use one at a restaurant, I leaned on the grab rail just before leaving my wheelie, the damned rail came right out of the wall!
I called the manager in to look. What did he say/do?
He crossed the disabled sign off the door and just left WC there!!!
He never did fix it as he said it would be too much bother. Nice!
pollx
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When I lived on on the south coast knew the location, distance and time it would take to get to, every public toilet in Eastbourne.
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There’s one just before you go under the pier going west. a very convenient place when I was at the air show. There is quite an extensive complex map building in my head.
Best wishes.
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