But how do non-hypermobile people shave in the shower?

Life has been pretty crazy recently. In the last two months, I've flown across the world to Israel two separate times (once for just a 2.5-day visit), and across the country to NY once.
In the last two days, I have subluxed my ribs (yep that's a new realization for me), my finger at the MCP joint, my kneecap, and my wrist.
I have a painful point on a vertebra that is hopefully just a bone bruise, but, because of my back fracture history, I am monitoring it in case it is a fracture. So no aerial until I'm sure. 
I got a Fitbit to monitor my heart rate, and now have tangible confirmation that I have mild POTS (postural orthostatic tachycardia syndrome) by definition, even though I am still in the process of medical testing to receive an official diagnosis and make a treatment plan.
A headache and neck ache have been coming and going as they please.
I have made it to aerial a total of once over the course of these two months, and I spent that session alternating between sitting on the floor checking my heart rate and getting tangled up in the silks on tricks I used to know how to do.
And amidst all this, I continue to work full time in a very physically demanding job, while attending weekly physical therapy sessions and a couple doctor's appointments per month.

I am tired.

But through all the shenanigans my body pulls on me, having a sense of humor keeps me grounded and in mostly good spirits. So tonight in the shower, I looked down at my legs and saw they were covered in bruises for no apparent reason - just another EDS perk. I decided to document the bruises with a photo in case I wanted to post it on the blogstagram, and then realized I desperately needed to shave if I was going to take a photo. So up my leg went, onto the wall, and in that moment, I thought to myself for the millionth time, "But, like, how do normal people shave their legs in a small shower?"

If you have an answer for this age-old question from a very hypermobile lady who does a lot of things weirdly, please feel free to enlighten me.

Meanwhile, I'll be celebrating the fact that on this EDS-heavy day for my body, my POTSie symptoms seem to be chilling out, at least for tonight. 6 points for Hufflepuff!

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