Shower

I was on the phone with a client making her airline reservations when I heard the water turn on in the shower downstairs. "Gotta go" and dropped the phone and I ran down the stairs knowing I had to get there before she tried to get into the shower.
The problem is with her Alzheimers, she doesn't remember that she had hip surgery not too long ago and she can not lift her left leg into the tub to take a shower. I wish we had a walk in handicap shower like they had in their Sun City home, but we don't. I have been tempted to add another "shower room" in the garage by the hot water heater, but that hasn't been practical yet. 
Anyway she had already managed to climb into the tub holding on to the handicap railing and the shower chair. Sometimes she amazes me with what she can do. I know that had to hurt like the dickens.
"You should have told me you were going to take a shower," I said to her as I pull a towel off the bar to soak the water flooding the floor."I'm not a baby! I can do it myself!" she says. Then she is confused which is the shampoo and which is the conditioner. She dumps a handful of conditioner on the tub floor and I quickly take the shower hand held spray to wash it out before she slips on it. I wish we had a better shower hand held unit that would stretch lower and hold itself in place. Maybe a scissor like unit that you can push in or pull out. I will have to look for that.
So I get her the shampoo and we manage to get her scrubbed up, rinsed and carefully out of the tub. It is harder getting out than in.
Then in the mirror she surprises herself. "Is that me!" She is an old lady and recalls being much younger. "Look at this skin just hanging on me!" She has lost over 50 pounds in about 6 months after her surgery and congestive heart failure. It is a shock every time she looks in a mirror.