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Originally Posted by Centaur
I lived in a place where the toilet was in the living room. It has a door, but you couldn't really close it without hitting you legs. Pretty cool though, you could play Fight Night or something while ya took a shite.
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I responded to a medical call once back in my EMT days.
This woman weighed at least 300 lbs, and could barely move around. She hadn't done housework in years because she couldn't move very well.
Besides a whole bunch of other sick shit, the worst part was that she had a bucket next to the couch with a toilet seat rigged up to it.
Apparently her son came by once a week (or so) to clean it out, and it was the end of the week.
Sickest thing I've just about ever seen or smelled.
Just sayin'.