Sunday, February 22, 2009

I bathed Art today. He sat on this chair in the bathtub, feet emerged in hot water. The bathroom heater on high.

I dipped the rectangle plastic container into the water and poured it over his legs. I soaped up the scrubby and washed.

I dipped the container again and poured the hot water over his hair and back. Shampooed what is left of his hair, soaped his back, his arms, his neck, his belly. Then a final rinse.

We cried, laughed at the obsurdity, having just taking another step deeper into "for sickness" and a step away from "in health."

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