It only took hours for someone to give me the dinner I had actually requested tonight. So it goes for people with ADD and a lack of experience caring for others who are basically bedridden.
Nonetheless, while lying on my side in the tub, right before bed, feeling like I might pass out due to nutrition, I finally got them to bring me the salmon I’d requested from the fridge. I was on my side, so my mom held the container for me while I used a fork in my free and exposed hand to eat the salmon. It was awesome and what I needed.
But it wasn’t quite enough. So, she then went and got what was supposed to be shredded chicken. It was sliced and chopped, which is completely different in terms of textures, but HEB clearly doesn’t care to have their labeling correct for such matters. Nonetheless, I had to root through it while she held it to find pieces I could stand and not gag on. Of course, they ended up being the smaller pieces. So, eating those on a fork meant that several pieces fell. And, recall, where was I? Yes, in the bathtub, doing a sitz bath.
So, I ended up having chicken pieces in my sitz bath right at the very end. Pretty sure I cried about it. But I only was in it a few minutes more, and the water was close to tepid. Plus, the chicken was fully cooked and only seasoned with salt. I showered and washed fully right afterward, too, so all should be well with my body on this front.
But seriously. Chicken in the bath. Ugh. It grossed me out so much. Ugh.
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