Wash Me

About a year ago I finished chemotherapy for breast cancer. I then had a lumpectomy operation which left me unable to move my left arm for a few weeks. Showering became an impossible task, so my boyfriend helped me in the bath. Each day he would sit beside the tub soaping my feet, shampooing my short wispy hair, massaging my legs.

The chemo was so draining that I hadn't been interested in sex for a long time and was beginning to think I would never get my libido back. But the way he touched my body during those daily baths reawakened something in me that I hadn’t felt in months…