I get into the shower at the hospital. Damn these things are tiny. I can hardly fit myself in. I have to literally squash myself in. And the shower head is pressing up against my shoulder which is sore as well. But none the less, its still a shower. I turn it on and out comes hot water. I groan as it pours down my body. I haven't had a shower in a while. I've been washing myself in the freezing river.

As I 'attempt', key word, to wash myself, I continue to pray for ...