The thing about toilets…

I’ve always had an issue with public loos. Apparently my father was the same and very particular about hygiene (my parents divorced early on so I didn’t really see him). Must be a gene!

I’ve never really stopped and considered what it is exactly that bothers me about toilets. It’s probably fairly instinctive for most of us to be slightly wary, particularly about certain smells. It’s a natural warning that there may be germs lurking. I think the smells heighten my anxiety and I definitely feel calmer in a clean, odour-free loo.

It’s not that I panic in a toilet. It doesn’t worry me to that extent but it’s more that I feel in a state of alert and even more so with Covid. So rather that it being something that just happens as a matter of course, it’s something that I engage in because I am very wary of it.

For me it starts before I’m even in the toilet, with the door handle. I never touch a door handle and I’ll use my sleeve, coat, a tissue or anything else I can, to avoid this. In the unfortunate event that I do need to touch the handle, I’ll use lavish amounts of hand gel afterwards.

I’ll talk more about toilets tomorrow. I’m wondering if it’s just me. I’m hoping not!

Published by AnnaH

My name's Anna and I decided to write a blog following an accident last year. I will never regain the full use of my right hand and an operation led to additional, ongoing complications. This is about my struggles following the accident and the challenges of trying to save the use I still have in my hand. It’s a story about my product and why it appeared in my head one day because of my traumatic experiences. How I took that positive vision and worked towards bringing it to life. The challenges of putting it together and getting it to the market whilst still undergoing debilitating, ongoing treatment. It's a journey you can share with me. I'm not there yet...

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