Canine
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Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens. Oh wait, wrong forum.
I'm not quite there in deciding on full time rv life yet as I still need to get through some things in my brain.
Psychos.... how to avoid them on the road and in the rv community? How to avoid the chronic beggars, leaches, Debbie -downers, nutters, free loaders... I cannot stand the oh poor me mentality.
Poop... who doesnt like a good cleansing crap in the morning right? But the thought of knowing my movements are swimming below me and that I will soon open the flood gate to release them, makes me pucker and constipated. How will I get over this? I'm a retired Los Angeles Paramedic so I've seen a lot of gross stuff but this just is something I'm struggling with. Who knew I would be this afraid of my own shit?
Showers... how in the hell does anyone take a shower in the average rv shower? I mean I'm a big girl (soon to be much ssmaller) but even smaller I feel like Bigfoot getting into one of those things. It's worse than an MRI machine. Ive thought about an outside shower but the risk to the public with accidental exposure would be scarry. I mean I'm in my 50s now and don't want to be picking pebbles out of my clevage. Oh the joys of gravity. NOT! I just can see my fat ass taking a shower behind curtain number 3. So I have to figure that out.
Power. Still learning all about my options.
I am significantly disabled following an accident And I cannot use my arms well. So that is a big concern as well.
Okay. Well those are my first-world worries. (Rolling eyes). Lol
Oh and I need to hook up with people who like to laugh. Nature and laughter will keep you healthier.
Thank you for reading.
Hopeful
I'm not quite there in deciding on full time rv life yet as I still need to get through some things in my brain.
Psychos.... how to avoid them on the road and in the rv community? How to avoid the chronic beggars, leaches, Debbie -downers, nutters, free loaders... I cannot stand the oh poor me mentality.
Poop... who doesnt like a good cleansing crap in the morning right? But the thought of knowing my movements are swimming below me and that I will soon open the flood gate to release them, makes me pucker and constipated. How will I get over this? I'm a retired Los Angeles Paramedic so I've seen a lot of gross stuff but this just is something I'm struggling with. Who knew I would be this afraid of my own shit?
Showers... how in the hell does anyone take a shower in the average rv shower? I mean I'm a big girl (soon to be much ssmaller) but even smaller I feel like Bigfoot getting into one of those things. It's worse than an MRI machine. Ive thought about an outside shower but the risk to the public with accidental exposure would be scarry. I mean I'm in my 50s now and don't want to be picking pebbles out of my clevage. Oh the joys of gravity. NOT! I just can see my fat ass taking a shower behind curtain number 3. So I have to figure that out.
Power. Still learning all about my options.
I am significantly disabled following an accident And I cannot use my arms well. So that is a big concern as well.
Okay. Well those are my first-world worries. (Rolling eyes). Lol
Oh and I need to hook up with people who like to laugh. Nature and laughter will keep you healthier.
Thank you for reading.
Hopeful