Yes. Though I do believe spraying everything (counter tops, toys, floors, door knobs etc…) with toxic bleach and cleaning chemicals may do more harm to children and adults than good. Encountering some germs makes our immune system stronger. Also no matter how hard you try to stay clean if you live in a city you are in contact with others germs all day long.

i like this, it prevents me from getting sick. So it is a good idea to wash your hands after you touch anything or handle raw meat.

Yes, I have always washed my hands even before the “Swine Flu”. My mother use to wash her hands a lot and she stressed how important it was to wash my hands before eating and using the restroom. So, many people have poked fun of people such as myself, but I have always ignored them. Those people seemed to have been lazy and nasty. If more people would stop being lazy and nasty, then we humans may have fewer diseases.

Oddly enough, my grandmother was always telling us to wash our hands. Everytime we visted, the first comment out of her mouth was “go wash your hands!” Must have worked very well since in 30 years I have only taken 1 day off for illness. I generally only get one cold a year and the last time I can remember getting the flu was as a child. Maybe it’s just luck, but I do wash them frequently every day.

The thing that I could never understand is why a person wouldn’t wash their hands. It amazes me that so many adults will sit down to eat after touching/combing their hair, scrathing or picking their face, picking their nose,and touching God knows what else. There are people who walk right past the sinks in the after using the restroom and go sit down, and with their filthy hands, order from menus that others have to touch. That’s nasty! Everything we touch is filthy. Unless you’ve just finished washing your hands, there is never a need not to was them.

My Mother and oldest were sticklers for keeping down the flu and colds by constantly making sure we washed our hands, the big no-no was, sitting on public toilet seats. Before we washed our hands we used a little toilet paper to press the handle to flush it, and throwing it in the toilet before it flushed all the way, and we would use a fresh piece of paper to open the stall door, and then we would throw that into the trash and before we’d turn on the knobs to turn the water on we would use a fresh piece of paper towels to do that and then we’d wash our hands use the piece of paper towel to turn the faucet off and pitch it and then dry our hands off with another clean towel and we would hang on to that so we could open the door to the restroom, and we would throw it away in the trash before the door closed all the way. Boy, it was a lot of work to go to the rest room when we were out and about. And if we didn’t have a place to wash our hands for one reason or another, my mother or sister would sternly remind us until we got home not to touch our faces with our germy hands. They were adamant about not touching our faces or eyes or anywhere around our faces after handling money. We were taught that money was absolutely filthy, which I am not going to argue that fact.
Moreover, they used a lot of Lysol spray at home, on door knobs, telephone, they would spray it on the faucet knobs and toilet seat including the handle that flushed the toilet, and they also would pour a couple of tablespoons of Clorox in the dish water before washing them.
I’ll never forget the story my oldest sister told me, one day she was walking me around the block I was in my stroller, it a nice summer day, she would take me for walks everyday, (I was like her little baby doll) and on that particular day she saw he childhood friend Vicki out on her driveway and so we stopped. She said Vicki had this fly swatter in her hand waving it around everywhere and Sherry (my sister) started warning her not to get to close to me with that germy fly swatter, and so Vicki thought it was funny and deliberately tapped my hand with the fly swatter and my sister said she bald Vicki out up one side and down the other. Sherry was livid! I don’t think my sister Sherry spoke to her for a couple of weeks after that. And for as long as I can remember, when something comes up in family conversation, my sister would bring that up and I mean to this day when the topic does come up she’ll still fuss and fume about that. However, my walking OCD of a sister will laugh a little when she tells of how mad that made her when she pours over that story.
And to this day I do the same thing, but I am not as fanatical about it. I just keep my hands washed, and I wipe down doorknobs with antibacterial sprays and I will and do use a little Clorox along with my dishwashing soap, before washing the dishes. I take it in stride and I know that they may have been overboard at times, (my sister anyway) but, the general idea of why they instilled that in us was a very good thing.
Thank you for reading my story…

My mother raised me and my siblings to always wash our hands often, especially when we first come into the house from the outside, after handling raw meat, after touching plants, after using the restroom, etc. When cleaning, she would always pay special attention to cleaning door knobs, counter tops and floors. Removing shoes we wore outside was also her rule.

Yeah, yeah! What a fun subject. I also have made washing my hands a sort of meditation. I personally find it balancing to stay in tune with the element of water. I was diagnosed with OCD but, I don’t give much credit to the labels created by the medical profession. Doing things meticulously has helped me in many areas of my life. Being still and learning to meditate, however, is one of the most beneficial practices one can adopt. Yeah, yeah for hand washing! But friends please do look into purchasing natural, cruelty-free soaps. We share this planet with lots of precious creatures whom we are supposed to stewart and love.