Diaper washing time at Dy-Dee Service

Note: The Mind Can't Distinguish Between Imagination and Reality. 

The day began as my cloth pre-fold diaper service diapers were changed first thing after waking up. 

Mom: Good morning son, How are you? OH.....mama has to change you. Let me get some diapers, the wipes and powder and I will get you ALL....NICE and comfy.

Me: Mom? Thank you. I....soaked my diapers! 

Mom: Yes baby....I see that. 

I had been diapered in three layers of thick, bulky, soft cloth pre-fold diapers the night before.

Mom: Today son, is a very good day for the both of us....know why? 

Me: No.....why mama? 

Mom: Because.....Dydee Service is comin to pick you and your diapers up and they....are going to take you to wash you and your diapers and to test some of their newest diapers and new laundry detergents. 

Today was the day when Dydee Service picked up my wet diapers and dropped off my new batch of clean ones. Instead, the diaper delivery man was going to pick me up and take my wet diapers and I to the diaper service to serve as a cloth diaper test subject for a few of their new adult sized cloth pre-fold diapers. 

Me: But, but, but.....MOM! I.......don't...wanna go! 

Mom: Sorry, they already are coming and they are expecting you. You don't have a choice. 

The doorbell rang just as n

mama had finished changing my cloth diapers. I only had a white onesie bodysuit and my printed vinyl pants on from MyProtex.com

as mom opened the front door. 

Mom: Hi there, I was...JUST changing his diapers when the doorbell rang. Come in. 

(The service Driver steps in for a few minutes to wait till mom gets me ready. ) Do...you want him to wear his onesie that he had on all night or...just his diapers? 

Delivery Driver: Either or...will be fine. 

Mom: OK.....Be right....back. 

Mom walks into the bedroom where I was and gets me from my bed. 

Mom: Come on baby....the diaper man is here. He is busy and it's time to go with him now. Wanna help me carry some of your diapers, and your vinyl diaper covers? 

Me: Um....ok.....

Mom hands me an armful of my semi-wet cloth diaper sevice diapers to carry to the living room where the diaper service delivery man was patiently waiting. 

Mom: (To the driver) Here we are......(to me) Would you put your cloth diapers into the diaper pail and then the driver will take you and your diapers. 

I walk over to my diaper pail and drop my armload of my diapers into the pail. 

Delivery Driver: Hi there, you look nice and comfy in your cloth diapers. I will be taking you to our service to get all nice and cleaned up then into some nice and comfy test diapers....OK? 

I was walked outside to the back of the delivery truck, where the driver told me to sit down somewhere. 

Delivery Driver: OK....in ya go...go...sit down anywhere and make yourself comfortable until we get to the service, alright? 

I opted to sit in one of my diapers pails that were inside the back of the truck, that had mostly wet cloth diapers in it. Then, the delivery driver closed the rear doors of the Chevy Stepvan and then walked around to the driver's side, jumped into the driver's seat, belted himself in then started the engine. He pulled away from the curb and began driving to the next stop that was six blocks away. The Chevy Step-Van delivery truck pulled up to a house and stopped. The driver unbelted and got out. He came to the back to get a pail full of clean and folded cloth diapers. He grabbed the pail and then closed the rear doors. He walked up to the front door and shortly, a woman came and opened the door. The driver was handed another diaper pail full of wet and messy cloth pre-fold diapers while the driver handed the diaper pail full of clean cloth diapers to the woman. The woman paid the driver and then closed the front door as the driver brought the dirty pail back to the truck. The driver opened the rear doors and put the pail in then closed the doors. He walked around to the driver's side then jumped in, belted up and started the truck. He drove the truck through traffic until he got to the Dydee Diaper Service. He backed up into the unloading dock and began to open the rear doors. Once he opened the rear doors, he motioned for ME to come out and go inside. Once inside, I was escorted over to an area where they staged the in-coming loads of dirty cloth diapers before loading into one of their large capasity washing machines. 

Miss (Character Unknown yet): Hi...there, nice to meet you. I see that you are wearing a couple of our toddler sized cloth diapers. It needs washed I see.....just as you do. Let me get you nice and comfortable in one of our cart bins until one of us can load you and the diapers into one of our machines. 

Me: Ok.....will it be much longer until someone loads the diapers and I? It stinks BAD in here! 

Miss (Character Unknown yet): I know it does, I know it does.....but it won't be too long before someone comes to load you.

ME: Will there be a lot more diapers being put in here with me? 

Miss (Character Unknown yet): Yes, there will be, when the cart gets full, then it gets loaded. 

Me: Even if the.....diapers get put on top of me, and covering my face???

Miss (Character Unknown yet): Yes, if that is where there is room.

The lady helped ME up into the cart full of wet and messy cloth diapers and then went to go open then empty the in-coming diaper pails. The lady dumped four full pails on top of ME covering his legs, up to his diapered waist. Then some more pails came in and she went to go empty them into the cart on top of ME. 

Then, soon the cart was full and then someone came and pulled the cart over to one of the large capasity washing machines to load the diapers and I.

As the masked and heavily gloved woman reached in to take out large loads of wet and messy cloth Pre-Fold diapers from the cart, she loaded them into the large capasity industrial washer. 

Soon, it became my turn to be loaded into the industrial sized, large capasity washer.

Gloved & Masked Woman: OK, time to...get into the washer.....gotta get your diapers all cleaned up. 

The Gloved and masked woman lifted me up and helped get my legs then my diapered waist into the washing machine before easily tucking my neck and head in. Then she began practically hand-shoveling arm-loads of cloth diapers into the washer, packing them in on top of me haplessly. 

Soon, the tumbler was full and then the gloved and masked woman wearing a rubber apron shut the door and lached it shut. Then she grabbed a bottle of some detergents and poured them into the bottles with hoses in them that the washer drew from.....and then she pushed the start button. The washer began to fill up with 120 degree hot water and the hot water was making "ME" uncomfortably hot! Suddenly, the tumbler began to agitate....it began to turn around and around and around, as the hot water spashed around inside and the diapers began to slap "ME" on my face, chest, diapered waist, legs and thighs as the washer turned around and around splashing foaming suds around. 

It sure was a bumpy, hot, soapy and difficult ride in the first cycle of the washer. Diapers slapping my body everywhere, detergents and sanitizer agents splashing and sloshing all over me inside before the water drained away and then more hot soapy water 💦 began to fill the tumbler! OH how HOT 🥵 the water was!!!! My skin had started to turn a deep red color as the hot rinse water sprayed everything inside the washer as it continued to turn around and around. 

Then, suddenly, the tumbler slowed then stopped! The water stopped coming in and for a few seconds, the machine switched cycles. Then the Second cycle began spraying sanitizer all over the diapers and I! Then came another rinse cycle before another spin cycle before the machine slowed to a stop. The buzzer sounded loudly signalling the end of the wash cycles. It was only a few minutes before another woman came to unload the diapers from the washing machine. The woman didn't know that I was in there and she got quite a shock when she looked inside. The woman quickly opened the washer door and leaned in to see if I was still alive and breathing. By some miracle, I was....and very much alive and conscious. 

Cindy: (Diaper Setvice Wash Tech) Did....you...have a good washing? Let's get you out of there and....get you into a...NICE and dry diaper shall we? 

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