Ohhhhh my. Warning, don’t look

Hyup; looks like the treadmill is getting dustier by the second, and there are more clothes hanging on it than what are in the closet.
You know I just had a thought;
If I got to the point, where I needed help to
roll outta bed in the morning, and help to
put my underwear on, and needed
a special toilet;
Well, long before then, redflags and blow-horns would be speaking to me. shouting and screaming even.
I think I just figured out why Dad installed a Bidet into their private bathroom. Hyup. Mum was getting pretty round before she died.