| | 2 YEARS ON THE TOILETIn the past couple of days, there has been a story in the news that I just couldn't understand. A woman had been stuck on a toilet in her boyfriend's bathroom for two years. Does that make any sense??? First of all, if you're in trouble, who freaking cares about embarrassment! I mean, one thing was a bit in her favor: She wasn't in the bathroom at just anybodys' house. It was her BOYFRIEND's house!
Another confusing part of the story is why the boyfriend didn't do anything about his girlfriend refusing to come out of the bathroom until after two whole years! I would think it would be strange if someone I was with refused to come out of the bathroom for even an hour and would offer help. The boyfriend should have forced the door open and helped her if he REALLY cared. And yes, there is yet ANOTHER confusing part of the story. How did this woman survive in the bathroom for two years. Was the boyfriend bringing her food somehow? That would mean the door was unlocked, wouldn't it? Unless he was sliding food under the door, but what could possibly fit through the crack between the door and the floor? A final question I have is how in the world a person can have the patience or stupidity to stay in a bathroom for that long. Or should I say how shy or embarrassed can someone possibly be that they'd rather suffer by living on a toilet seat than ask for help and just get it all over with. Either way, someone's going to know what had happened. Actually, if she had just asked her boyfriend for help, not as many people would have known about the story. Maybe just her, her boyfriend, and some people at the hospital. But unfortunately, due to poor decision making, the whole world may now know her as the woman who was stuck on a toilet seat for two years. And who knows when people will forget about such a story... so the embarrassment for her goes even longer.
Now, the most unpleasant part of this story was that the woman had been sitting on the toilet seat for so long that her skin had started to grow around the seat, whatever that means. For some reason, I find that really hard to imagine and again am very confused. When the boyfriend FINALLY called for help, the paramedics had to take both her and the seat to the hospital. Last I heard was that they were able to remove the seat from the woman successfully and that she is doing okay. I feel bad that she had to go through such a horrible experience and hope that she had better learned something from it!
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| | Posted 3/13/2008 3:13 PM - 181 views - 12 comments
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