Question:
why doesn't the restroom have a toilet paper dispenser and a sink and a hand blower??

Forbid....that anyone use the restroom and not "wipe" their hiney or "wash " their hands.....and they ( the hands) will get chapped if we don't dry them......    — pam.leach (posted on August 19, 1999)

August 19, 1999
Pamela, you are a funny lady! Thank you for the site inprovement suggestion. I needed a smile today as I have been fight nausea for several days. Thanks again Cheri
   — Cheri H.

August 19, 1999
Pamela, You can't fool me! I know you took the toilet paper. You're on your way to TP Eric's house right now!! Tsk. BTW, I got my picture back, thanks. Not that Eric will ever show it on the front page 'gallery" spot. Maybe he deserves that TPing after all!
   — [Deactivated Member]

June 10, 2002
Ok, I confess. I took the toilet paper and papered Eric's house with it! Call the potty police, I'm the guilty one! LOL Sorry, I couldn't resist!
   — NicoleG

June 10, 2002
You know, this brings to mind a true story that led me to having weight loss surgery. The reason there are no 'support equipment' in the rest room is that I broke the toilet. Literally. OK, well, not there, but in the July before my surgery, I was taking a dump just prior to giving a deposition as an expert witness on a case. It was one of those suspended from the wall units in the handicap stall of a big mucky-muck firm in the metro-Detroit area. I leaned my 500 pounds to the left to wipe, heard this strange cracking noise and suddenly found myself grabbing for the handicap rails as the toilet collapsed into a thousand shards of poopy porcelein and I was quasi-sitting in it. My pants got soaked with fouled water and I had 15 minutes before meeting with three attorneys. I was soooo embarassed, dismayed, mad, etc. I rinsed out my pants, cleaned up as best I could. Some lady brought me a hairdryer, and I had several small cuts on my legs from the porcelein which I tried to clean. I was thoroughly humiliated. I shared the story with the attorney whose case I was testifying on behalf of and he offered to 'take my case'. I was further mortified at the thought of having to reveal the story and pictures in person to a jury, so I declined. However, 2 weeks later I ended up with a cellulitis of my leg, hospitalized for 10 days and further inspired that my life was out of control and I needed to pursue this surgery. Needless to say, the whole incident spread to others I knew professionally and I am pretty sure it was one of the factors that led to my decision to make a mid life career change. So, that might be one of the reasons there is no toilet in the restroom. Now that I have shared this with, what 67,000 people, I feel pretty confident it no longer runs me emotionally. Just another good reason for WLS...
   — merri B.