I almost drowned in the shower.
It had three round shower heads on the wall with one more huge one overhead. And a heavy plate-glass door that was like trying to get out of a vault!
All of a sudden, I felt the blood rush through my toes (that’s what it felt like) and I knew I had to get out. Or drown.
On the topics-that-are-fun-to-disclose-in-the-workplace-o-meter, epilepsy ranks somewhere between ‘I’ve been embezzling candy from the vending machine for the past 15 years’ and ‘I am actually a camel.’
I almost drowned in the shower.
It had three round shower heads on the wall with one more huge one overhead. And a heavy plate-glass door that was like trying to get out of a vault!