It's Hammer Time!!!! -Putin The Hammer down!!!
Note: The Mind Can't Distinguish Between Imagination and Reality.
Inspired by HammerShark on youtube.
It was a hot summer day when it became time for my disposal. I made all of the arrangements, had a caregiver helping to change my diapers and keep me clean and comfortable......I could still walk and talk the same as I always had.....
This particular day, was trash day, and for the past 8 weeks, My caregiver and I had been meticulously preparing for this day when the trash truck arrived. We saved up three 96 gallon toters full of my wet disposable diapers, and we got all of my leftover cloth diapers and plastic pants ready to go out to the trash truck. My caregiver kept asking me;
Caregiver: Is....this what you....really want to do?
Me: Yes.....I need to do this! I want my remains to generate either.....Landfill-To-Gas Fuels to Electrical Energy or I want my remains to be used to generate Electricity rather than taking up space in graveyards or being wasted as they are burned without harnessing the energy!
It's how all of humanity will begin disposing of their dead soon.....
Caregiver: O.....K.....Just .....checking.....I have to do that.......it's my job! Now.....come here so I can.....get you changed into your last diapers ...ok?
Now.....which diapers do you want to wear for your final change?
Me: I want.....between four and six cloth diapers, (The body also needs to be diapered in order to ad-dress the results of the ongoing biological activity that occurs following a person’s death.- https://ecobear.co/resources/dying-and-death/california-home-funerals/#:~:text=California%20law%20permits%20a%20family,to%20have%20a%20home%20funeral. ) layered into my thick, bulky disposable diaper. Are....you going to....leave all of the used wipes into my clean diaper that I will be wearing?
Caregiver: Yes.....I will....because you, your diapers and the wipes are all going to the same place, so it doesn't matter.
My caregiver begins to change my wet diaper, she takes the wet one off, laying the wet, folded-over diaper onto my chest before opening my clean one,
Caregiver: OK.....Here ya go.....this ought to be nice, thick and comfy for ya.....
The caregiver slides the diapers underneath me then rolls me onto it before opening a couple of packs of 30 baby wipes. She begins wiping my pelvis down, depositing each used wipe into the crotch of my clean diaper. The caregiver woman keeps cleaning and wiping gingerly because this is the last time that I would get a wipe-down. She uses a wad of wipes to wipe my chest, my armpits, then my stomach, dropping each used wipe into my diaper, then she wipes my face, neck, then takes the remaining wipes and wipes my legs down to my feet, dropping the last wipes into the crotch of my diaper in a pile.
Caregiver: (Grabbing the bottle of baby powder) Do you want a little or...a lot?
Me: Ummm a lot please...
Caregiver: Sure....no problem. (Shaking half the bottle into the back then up to the front then shaking a bunch onto my pelvis before putting the nearly empty bottle down)
Then the caregiver pulls the front of my diapers up and fastens the tapes.
Caregiver: There...all...ready for your disposal. Now....I can...take you out to the dumpster or....I can come get you when the trash truck is here and we can go out together to get you loaded.....which would you prefer?
Me: The dumpster will due....that way I won't miss the truck.
Caregiver: O...K then.....let's ...take out your diaper pails now shall we? Here.....take one and I will take the other.
Me: O..K...sure..
The Caregiver and I went over to all four of my nearly full diaper pails and she took the first one with my folded-over wet ones in it while I took the one with all of my remaining clean cloth Pre-fold diapers as well as bottom half of the pail filled with my wet cloth diapers, and we carried both heavy pails outside through the back to the dumpster. The Caregiver set the pail down and went to flip both heavy lids open.
Caregiver: Alright.....now.....leave your pail here so we can go get the other two pails and by the way, don't worry about the rest of your diapers and clothing, I will bring it all out here for you....OK?
Me: Does.....that mean...that once all of my pails are out here, I have to get into the dumpster?
Caregiver: Yyyep! That's exactly what it means.
ME: But, but.....But....MISS! I...don't wanna go into that stinky dumpster yet!
Caregiver: Too bad! Once you chose to be disposed of, we made arrangements that can't be reversed.....We paid the trash men, and they have a no refund policy so.....you have no choice.....besides.....trash can't choose if it gets disposed of or not or when it gets disposed of! Ok....You're coming with me...come....time to go out to the...stinky dumpster now.....
I walk to the back door then outside through the backyard and then out through the back gate into a large alley where the large Dumpster is. I carry one of my heavy, full 13 gallon trash cans full of my wet cloth and disposable diapers out to the dumpster. My Caregiver takes it from me and sets it down on the ground in front of the dumpster. Then she walks over to the right lid and then flips the lid open. Then she comes over to me, grabs my left arm and then guides me over to to the open side.
Caregiver: O....K....now.....let's get........you....up and...inside the dumpster first......then.....I will empty your...diapers in there.
Me: Can....the lids be opened easily?
Caregiver: I don't know.....I should think not. I...think they have lid-locks on them.
My caregiver helps ME into the dumpster and then she picks up one of the 13 gallon trash cans full of my disposable diapers with cloth diapers inside them, and she empties the can in, spilling the diapers all over ME.
Me: Heeeey! Do...you HAVE to...dump my diapers all...OVER me?
Caregiver: I...don't care where they go in there! It doesn't matter anyhow.....
The caregiver then put the empty can down then grabbed the full one and then dumped it into the dumpster on top of ME. Then, the caregiver put the empty can down then went to flip the heavy lid closed. The lid closed with a bang then the caregiver raised the lid-locks before carrying the empty trash cans back inside. It was about an hour later when the caregiver came back outside with two large 32 gallon rubbermaid trash cans filled with my loose clean, Cloth Pre-fold diapers, and my two diaper pails filled with any remaining cloth diapers, as well as the bag the diaper service brought my purchased diapers in to the dumpster. The caregiver made several trips back and forth bringing my disposable diapers and some of my onesie bodysuits out to the dumpster.
As the caregiver raised the lids of the dumpster, I looked out and saw her bending over to toss my diaper pails full of cloth diapers and my leftover clean cloth diapers which she made a point to empty loosely into the dumpster. Then she tossed my onesie bodysuits into the dumpster then tossed opened packs of my clean, disposable diapers in.
ME: Hey! Why are my...onesies and my...packs of clean diapers being thrown away????
Caregiver: Be...cause...there are new rules from Covid that mandate me to throw everything of yours, that is opened or that you used, to throw it all away. Especially cloth diapers, clothing and opened packs of diapers for sanitary reasons!
ME: When are...the...trash men coming???
Caregiver: They will be here sometime in the morning tomorrow. They all know you are in there and they said...that:
ME: They...said they would....save me?
Caregiver: I'm almost sure they meant...for last......
Story in Progress......
while Hammershark was PUTIN the Hammer down.
..........Story under construction........
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