An old house, a geek, a cute transvestite, a very tall lesbian, and at least one ghost–what could happen? – Adult situations and artistic nudity. Not suitable for children.
I don’t think they thought the issue out very well. I love my blood family very much, but being carried around by them, bathed and clothed? Yeah that would take a very distant backseat to having people with whom I’m intimate or would like to be doing the same things.
I actually help disabled people in wheelchairs for a living. There’s a number of other factors you’ll want to consider before making that sort of decision:
1. Is this person taking care of me physically large and strong enough to lift you safely from chair to toilet to bathtub to bed… or are they likely to drop you on the floor trying? The more helpless you feel, the more terrifying falling becomes.
2. If said person is going to have to help you bath and perhaps wash awkward parts of you… someone of the same sex as yourself is actually familiar with washing your sex’s defining body parts properly, rather than clumsily hurt you in some of your most sensitive places (very deliberately not specifying which sex here; it goes both ways).
3. Helping a disabled person every single day, 7 days a week, 365 days a year, is physically and mentally exhausting. People burn out. Do you really want one member of your family or a partner to have to shoulder that burden alone? And to give them a break now and then, you’re going to have to get a professional stranger to help you anyway, so why not do the reverse: have the professional(s) help you regularly and your family/partner step in when they need a break or time off for a holiday?
4. Not all days are going to be good days. If last night’s salmon didn’t digest well, and you can’t make it to the toilet by yourself in the middle of the night, whomever opens the door to help you get out of bed that morning may discover you in a pool of diarrhea up to your waist (good lord I wish this was a hypothetical example) and then have to go through the horror of cleaning you up. Do you REALLY want that person to be the person who makes love to you? (Or, you know, the one who used to, before this?)
5. Do you really want touching your naked body to become a matter of daily necessity and routine for your lover, or keep it for special romantic moments?
Yeah… I probably wouldn’t prefer my family of origin wiping my ass either, but an intimate lover isn’t really much better. Not in reality, at least.
I don’t think they thought the issue out very well. I love my blood family very much, but being carried around by them, bathed and clothed? Yeah that would take a very distant backseat to having people with whom I’m intimate or would like to be doing the same things.
I actually help disabled people in wheelchairs for a living. There’s a number of other factors you’ll want to consider before making that sort of decision:
1. Is this person taking care of me physically large and strong enough to lift you safely from chair to toilet to bathtub to bed… or are they likely to drop you on the floor trying? The more helpless you feel, the more terrifying falling becomes.
2. If said person is going to have to help you bath and perhaps wash awkward parts of you… someone of the same sex as yourself is actually familiar with washing your sex’s defining body parts properly, rather than clumsily hurt you in some of your most sensitive places (very deliberately not specifying which sex here; it goes both ways).
3. Helping a disabled person every single day, 7 days a week, 365 days a year, is physically and mentally exhausting. People burn out. Do you really want one member of your family or a partner to have to shoulder that burden alone? And to give them a break now and then, you’re going to have to get a professional stranger to help you anyway, so why not do the reverse: have the professional(s) help you regularly and your family/partner step in when they need a break or time off for a holiday?
4. Not all days are going to be good days. If last night’s salmon didn’t digest well, and you can’t make it to the toilet by yourself in the middle of the night, whomever opens the door to help you get out of bed that morning may discover you in a pool of diarrhea up to your waist (good lord I wish this was a hypothetical example) and then have to go through the horror of cleaning you up. Do you REALLY want that person to be the person who makes love to you? (Or, you know, the one who used to, before this?)
5. Do you really want touching your naked body to become a matter of daily necessity and routine for your lover, or keep it for special romantic moments?
Yeah… I probably wouldn’t prefer my family of origin wiping my ass either, but an intimate lover isn’t really much better. Not in reality, at least.