Tuesday, October 9, 2007


If my arms become to short to wipe my butt...please...please just shoot me...put me out of my misery!

The 15th time the bell went off ....for the butt wipe queen I wanted to call it quits...but I pasted that silly smile on my face and did my job....how pleasant is it to do this over and over. How does anybody live??? I get one or two of these type of patients a week. If this is any indicator of the Obesity Crisis in America, I can swear that there really is one.

1 comment:

shrimplate said...

Two people helping: one to spread the cheeks wide enough, and another to dive in with the scrubbers.