At the hospital, Chiara and Mark had been able to wash and take showers with the help of a CNA when things had not been easy. They both had had regular assistance and had managed okay.
It was the first morning by themselves at the new apartment and Chiara woke up before Mark. He was still sleeping next to her. Chiara sat up quietly and looked around the bedroom. The blanket had slipped off Mark somewhat and she caught a glimpse of his lower body. He was wearing lose shorts and his skinny left leg was sticking out from under blanket. His leg was completely still and his foot lay limp with his toes pointing forward. She moved her eyes up to his face and for a few moments she watched him sleep. She was so glad to finally be home with Mark and her heart beat fast as she watched him sleep next to her.
She really wanted to take a shower but it was going to be slightly complicated to get into the shower and try not get the cast on her leg wet. She grabbed her crutches and then slid her legs over the side of the bed. She sat there for a moment looking down at her painted toes. She was glad she had only broken her right leg and ankle, not both legs. Quietly and carefully she made it into the bathroom and used the toilet, with her casted leg sticking straight out. On the shelf she now spotted the shower soaps she had bought at the mall with Mark back in September. It seemed like it was years ago when they had one day of carefree happiness, a feeling she didn’t know how to deal with at the time and quickly had to put a stop to the next day with leaving Mark again. She never wanted to be without him again.