In the days after my Dad died, my wife gave my mother a shower. Mum was afraid and shouty. She cried out because she didn't know where the water was coming from.
Later, I wiped my Mum's old bottom because she couldn't help herself off the toilet.
She laughed and cried a bit.
Strangely enough, it was just fine.
In those days I gave my Mum a sponge bath. She was really happy to be clean. Never done that before.
It's incredibly hard to get an old, arthritic lady into her clothes.
Unlike a wriggling infant, the limbs and joints of a senior citizen don't bend the way you'd think they would.