How many times have you washed your hands today? This may sound odd but the idea for this column just came to me in the bathroom.
Yes, I washed my hands when I was done. I also washed them this morning before making breakfast. It’s almost lunchtime so I’m going to wash them again. Tonight after brushing the dog I’m going to wash them again. Before I wash my face at bedtime I’m going to wash them again.
There, I should be OK, right? Yes and no. By now we know that it’s not a good thing to constantly clean your hands. Using sanitizer too often can be unhealthy. Washing with anti-bacterial soap too often is bad. But then again, touching public doorknobs is bad, faucets in public washrooms is bad.
Am I the only one that society is turning into a germophobe?
As a teenager, I’ll admit it, I never washed my hands. It seemed like a chore because mom would always ask if I’d done it.
I would play in the mud, put my fingers in my mouth, go to the bathroom and all the other things kids are never supposed to do without washing their hands after. Strangely, it didn’t seem to affect me in terms of sickness or disease. Why does it bother me now?
Now I have soap at the kitchen sink, bathroom sink, hand sanitizer at my desk, in the car. Maybe not caring about the possibility of being in contact with germs is less harmful than being overly cautious.
We’re made to feel paranoid about contracting an illness and we’re told to sanitize and wash, yet on the flip side of this, we’re told not to do it too often. How often is too often? If we know a doorknob, sink or something else in public has germs, how can we not want to clean ourselves after?
Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to spray down my desk and lay plastic on my keyboard.