Caught short

At the end of last week I had the misfortune of needing to use a public toilet on my way to a physio appointment. I had to take a photograph of it as it was such a poignant reminder of why I made my product.

I didn’t want to go in because of the smell and there was water (or urine) mixed with mud all over the floor. There was no toilet paper and the seat was up with smears on the metal rim. The sink was dirty and the plaster was coming off the walls. I really didn’t want to touch anything if I could help it.

It was a perfect example of the sort of disgusting toilet I made my product for and I felt quite reassured that I’d made something useful. I’d have felt a lot safer and more confident if I’d have had a Privvi with me.

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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