I needed to wash my hair today, to most people it is a simple thing - jump in the shower and it is all over and done with in minutes.
Problem is my arms and shoulders ache something rotten today - teenage daughter to the rescue .... I'll sit in the bath and she'll shampoo and condition my hair.
So I get in the bath, kneel down, ugh the pain and am completely unable to do the swizzely thing to sit down. I can't even get in the bath - I could have cried!
So off I toddle, starkers (not a pretty sight I promise you) downstairs to the shower-room; daughter gets soaked washing my hair whilst I sit on the shower chair (she is an angel) but at least I have clean hair.
It is the indignity of little things like not being able to do my own hair that really gets to me some days.