Boo Poo Poo – Alzheimer’s Reality Check
Oye! We got to Battle Creek an hour early to see mom’s ortho surgeon October 5th, so we went to Marshall’s, the store. Good thing we were there! Mom had a major poo accident while shopping.
The employees were awesome and let me take clothes to the bathroom for mom. At 1st, they weren’t going to let me, but by the time I came back with undies and pants, the bathroom smelled icky at best. They kinda saw why I needed the clothes … badly … before paying.
Then they watched her after I got the undies on, so she didn’t leave the bathroom while I bought the pants to get the security tag off. At 1st, they didn’t see the need to stay with her until I said the magically horrific word, “Alzheimer’s.” They were all very kind. Especially since I cleaned up the bathroom as well as mom.
We were 20 minutes late to her surgeon, but I had called to explain, and they let us come anyway. Phew! She got another cast to await minor surgery on 10/12 to remove the plate that has been stabilizing the wrist to heal, which dhe shattered back on july 14th. (A whole other story I am still working up the energy to write.) After that, she should be cast free. She seems to have full use of the hand.
Then we had lunch at Clara’s. Mom always treated me to a special meal or dessert after doctor appointments, so I like to do the same.
I’ll be keeping depends and spare pants for future outings. And wipes, soap, and paper towels. Store soap and paper towels are a lot too thin. I bought wipes, too, for the incident from Marshall’s. I just grabbed the 1st package I saw to get back to her quickly. I’ll have to read the label later, because my hands smell great!
Moral of the story: Be prepared for anything with this disease. A N Y T H I N G ! ! ! Cash helps too, because mom has a lovely new pair of pants and a cute hooded sweater.
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