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Several months now. Maybe a year. Long Covid with ME/CFS has permanently tied me to my bed. I basically spend my time collecting energy to go number 2, which is the last thing I can stand up for. And only because using a bedpan looks about as strenuous as walking to the toilet. And that way my wife can change my bedsheets.
But not being able to shower is awful. I stink. And I have to watch parts where skin is rubbing on skin for infections. Zinc salve and a cotton scarf help.
Three and a half weeks, 25 days. More than forty years ago I was lost in the wilderness on a school camp. Broke both ankles and couldn’t walk.
We need more details! Who found you? What did you eat?
Couldn’t eat anything. Story below.
Cant drop that kinda teaser and not give the rest of the story!
This deserves more interest than it got.
Assuming it is true of course.
than it got
You commented only after an hour lol.
Go on… (Sorry just hoping for more info)
Mount Buffalo National Park, 1982. Four of us left the camping area to watch the sunset. I stopped to take a photo and lost the trail. Went running after the others, slipped and rolled down a cliff, landed upright, but felt both ankles pop and break. (The whole park is Australian bush around granite boulders and cliffs). The others thought I had gone back to camp and didn’t report me missing. Next morning the group packed up and hiked to the next camp site, no one noticed I was missing until that evening, so they looked in the wrong place. I crawled to a creek and fell down the gully, drank snow melt, no one heard me shouting and crying. Eventually they gave me up for dead. Three German tourists found me by accident three weeks later, one went to get help. I got a ride in a helicopter, in hospital for two weeks while they fed me through a drip. The school gave me a payout through their insurance on the condition we didn’t sue them. I’m almost 60 now and my ankles still hurt and grind and pop.
What a story. You weren’t able to move for three weeks ?
This is an insane story. I cant imagine the pain you went through. Im so glad the Germans found you.
Slap my balls and call me Sally, that’s a heck of a story you got there. I hope it has served you well in many a bar night.
Thanks for responding, sorry you went through that, can only imagine the mental impact it had to have. Hope all is well these days.
It was long ago and far away. I’m fine now, thank you.
What did you eat and drink?
Drank water. Couldn’t eat, moving hurt too much and made me faint.
I don’t know, never counted the days. It was a particularly cold winter with barely any social obligations, by the time I decided I needed a good shower my skin was covered in a waxy substance. I think it was about two weeks, most certainly less than three.
Guessing something like 5-6 days. Staying at home with no human contact scheduled that is about the limit of my tolerance of filth vs laziness.
1 day, I had covid and couldn’t move.
Weeks. Washing myself routinely everywhere though. Having a genetical chronic skin illness where being wet sometimes makes your skin itch to the point of wanting to tear it off.
About six days while hiking a part of the appalachian trail and camping.
Probably close to a month.
Same. World of warcraft was a different place 20years ago
Is it because of the common debuff know as the Sad Syndrome? (aka: Depression?)
Yeah, probably… I don’t know, I don’t really want to self-diagnose.
Maybe three days? I can’t stand not showering.
It’s the getting in bed dirty that bothers me. Sticking to sheets keeps me up. I could go a long time if I was camping and what not, but if I’m using sheets … it bothers me way to much. My feet have always ran warm so if I don’t shower I usually have to at least wash my feet so they don’t feel stuck to sheets and I get claustrophobic or such feeling like I’m being held down.
Damn, same here. Couldn’t have described the feeling of marinating in your sheets filthy better than you have
In a hot environment 3 is really pushing it. In a cold environment you can easily do an entire week.
A week at max, high altitude and chilly wind can be daunting.
About 7-8 days, my water boiler broke in mid winter, and I just couldn’t do cold showers at below freezing temperatures. Ended up boiling water and washed at the sink, went pretty alright tbh.
Ye Olde French Bath.
Better than nothing, gets you pretty clean
About three weeks. But I was in an area where water was scarce and unsafe (Some central African nations)so there were other priorities. Baby wipes and an occasional wash cloth with water we boiled beforehand had to be enough.
But I must have looked and smelled funny when I finally made it back to civilization and walzed into the lobby of a very very posh hotel. That shower was pure heaven, though
2 weeks. Riding my motobike across the Simpson Desert (including getting there and coming back). Stayed at a country pub in western outback Qld on day 14 and & showerd. Prior to that, had been camping out in the bush.
Not really went without: when our bathroom was being repaired for a whole week, we went to the local swimming pool and used the showers there. Then went for a swim, so was actually quite nice.
