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| Rebecca Dutton Home After a Stroke |
It is October and I cannot believe I already have to use my first snow strategy. I am paying for the frostbite I endured when I was growing up because girls were not allowed to wear pants to high school. Imagine walking a mile in below freezing weather with bare knees because you are wearing a skirt and knee high socks. I arrived at school with hard, white blotches of frostbite every cold winter day. I think the repeated frostbite killed the oil glands in my skin. The skin on my legs is extremely dry so I have to apply skin cream after every shower even though it is still 20 degrees above freezing.
After I put on my underwear and top I use my teeth to pull a disposable glove on my sound hand so I will not get skin cream in my hair and make-up. I sit on the closed seat of my toilet and pump a line of skin cream on one thigh. With my sound index finger I pick up skin cream and spread it on my calves and the front of both thighs. I wish I could tell you how good this feels. I let the skin cream soak in while I fix my hair and put on make-up. No scratching dry skin through my pants. The skin cream has the same subtle scent as my shower gel so there are no competing odors. Happy. Happy. Happy.
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