I sleep naked. I know, I know….too much info. However, that is the cause of this, my first blog entry on this page.
In making some changes to my homeowner’s insurance to save hundreds of dollars, I had to have a monitored security system. After doing some research, I went with SimpliSafe. Their package included a free camera that will record to my smart phone.
I got the camera set up with it aimed at a spot that picks up the living room and part of the kitchen (the path that would most likely be taken by an intruder.) It is supposed to become active anytime the system detects a problem. When I tested it, you can actually hear the shutter open and close when it is activated.
My morning routine is to get up and go in and turn the security system off so I can open my front door and let some extra light into the living room through the locked storm door. As soon as the system is turned off, I walk around (still naked) and open the blinds, go in and shower, get dressed and then open the front door. I live on over four acres and the house is set back very far from the road, so if the lights aren’t turned on inside, no one can see in as I open the blinds.
This morning my naked self turned off the security system and went into the living room to open the blinds when I heard the camera shutter click. I panicked! I covered my boobs with one hand, squatted down and hunched my way over to the side of the camera wondering how many people were at the monitoring station laughing at this nude old lady walking around.
When I got to the camera, the shutter was closed over the lens. Maybe I hadn’t been seen. In looking over the camera instructions later I realized that when the system is turned off the camera does a “test”. When I looked at my phone, it apparently had not recorded. I was relieved but still worry what might have been seen but not recorded.
Sleeping naked is supposed to be so much better for your body so your skin can breathe at night. But…it has some dangers. If there is a fire, or a tornado, etc. you have to take the time to get dressed or cover up with something to get out. There is also the danger of needing medical help or dying while you’re lying there naked.
Oh my goodness! The thought of medical personnel coming in and there I am! That makes me a little queasy! The thought of my one of children coming to check on me because they can’t reach me, and there I am…naked as a jay bird terrifies me! That might traumatize them forever!
I was the Executive Director at a high-end condominium retirement community in Washing state for 13 years. It was set up for independent living, however, as they aged in place, things happened. Sometimes a neighbor or family would call and say they couldn’t reach the person. Sometimes a resident would call down to the front desk and say they had fallen and couldn’t get up. Yep that DOES really happen.
We would send one of our employees up to check on the resident or give them a hand getting up when that happened.
I remember one time when a female resident who was a very short retired dentist who had boobs that stuck out nearly as far as she was tall, called down and said she had fallen and needed help. We sent one of the strong male employees from the dining room to help her. Unfortunately she did not tell us that she had fallen getting out of the tub.
When this poor young man (he was probably 21 at the time) came back down. He looked like he had seen a ghost! His eyes were as big as saucers! He said Dr. H was lying on the floor naked and her boobs were just lying all over the place. He had no idea how to lift her up off the floor without touching her inappropriately because boobs were everywhere. He said there was “a puddle of skin”. He got the job done, but I never asked how.
Even if I put a sign up on my bedroom door…”naked old lady inside, please grab something to cover me up before you come in”, there is still the chance of falling naked in the bathroom.
My plan of action may have to be to wait until I get showered and dressed to open the blinds and to start showering with my clothes on. The fear is real.
Love and Hugs,
