Page 54 of A Hero For Heather


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“I don’t know if that is wise,” her mother said. “Do you want me to go in with you?”

“I bought one of those senior chairs for the shower,” Daisy said. “Since it’s your left leg, you can sit on it and hang your left leg out of the shower and it won’t get wet. Plus I put some garbage bags in your bathroom with twine I found to cover everything up so the spray doesn’t get on your leg.”

“Thank you, Daisy,” Heather said, looking at her best friend and then her mother. “I told you I was going to be fine at home.”

Daisy smiled. “I bought some sandwich meat and was getting ready to make pasta salad and potato salad. Heather loves them both and it will be an easy thing for her to eat in bed if she is hungry.”

“I’m not going to be eating in bed.” She looked at Daisy and saw the smirk. She knew her roommate was doing this on purpose.

“You will if you need to,” her mother said.

She moved past them, hobbling on her crutches. “Daisy, will you come with me to get some shorts and a shirt for me? You know where my things are.”

“I can do it, dear,” her mother said.

“I know you can, but Daisy knows where everything is and I won’t have to tell her. She’ll grab what she knows I like to wear and is easy and comfortable. I’ll be out soon.”

“It’s not a problem,” Daisy said, following her down the hall.

They got to her room and Heather took her crutch and shut the door with it. “Shoot me now. I don’t know how I’m going to get through this with them here. They want me to go home with them.”

“I know,” Daisy said, grinning. “You told me last night. And again this morning. I’m going to show them I can handle it.”

“Thank you. I owe you. I’m sorry I’m putting this on you.”

“You’re not,” Daisy said. “I know you. You’re not going to let me do much more than pick out your clothes right now.”

She laughed. “That and making sure I don’t take too many pain pills.”

“I’ve got a whiteboard set up for you to keep track.”

“God, you’re going to make someone a special significant other someday. And a great mom.”

“Thank you,” Daisy said. “But I’ll just be happy to get a good date or two at some point. Like you, I’m in a dry spell.”

Daisy had gray cotton shorts in her hand, a navy T-shirt and a change of undergarments for her too. Nothing about this bothered her. Her friend had pulled her clothes out of the laundry before when she’d forgotten and she’d done the same for Daisy.

“I feel like an old person with that chair in there.”

“Look,” Daisy said, pointing. “It has holes in the bottom so the water drains out and you aren’t sitting in the soap and water that cleaned your whooha out.”

She giggled. “Only you would say that.”

Daisy reached in and turned the water on for her. “Do you want me to stay in your bedroom in case you need help or call your mom in?”

“I think I’ll be fine. I’m going to sit on the lid of the toilet to get undressed and then I can get into the shower from there by holding onto the wall and hopping. I mean if you are in here I’m going to hop anyway.”

“True. I’m probably stronger than your mother and I won’t look at your privates and judge you either.”

She laughed again. “God. I needed this. My mother is liable to comment on my bare-down-there look and wonder why it is.”

One of those girl talks they’d had one night when they’d had a couple of glasses of wine.

“Let me get you a towel within reach. You can put it on the toilet lid too when you get out.” Her clothes were on the counter that she could reach too and she’d leave her crutches against it. “I’m going to go into the kitchen and start cooking.”

“I’d ask you to keep my mother out, but I’m sure that isn’t going to happen and I shouldn’t put it on you. Not when you are feeding my family and all.”

“I’ll try if I can,” Daisy said.

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