BUT..
I want the POOP prize. When Ron reached in and handed me a warm, steamy pile of poop... I took it.
I was more worried about what else he might do with it.. than I was about touching it.

Oh boy. Can't wait. What do women do? So far, Mother has been good about her peeing. Every once in awhile she'll not get her panties down fast enough but other than that...... no problem.

Anyone have experience with women and their poops and pees? We're handling our boo boos so far but what's to come?

Alright Sherri gets the pee prize and Judy the poop prize.......anyone want to try to top them? I have dealt with both as a nurse and also with my hubby but don't think I could top either of those. The worst as a nurse I remember an elderly man who I thought was eating chocolate but it wasn't chocolate.

My hubby used to self catherize due to his neurogenic bladder. Once he developed dementia he couldn't remember the sterile technique and got lots of infections. I thought once he had a supra pubic tube placed in his bladder I thought all of our problems would be resolved since his urine would now just be connected to a bag.....not!!! He often accidentally disconnects the leg bag from the bladder tube and urine leaks all through the house before he realizes it is disconnected. I have found the product from Petco called "Nature's Miracle" has been successful in getting rid of urine and poop smells.......not only puppy but humans as well.

So I just had to laugh......


I was in the bathroom with my eyes level with my husband's butt! Wiping the poop and then cleaning and replacing the bandages and I just burst out laughing at the absurdity of the situation! I remember that part about 'in sickness and in health' but I don't remember that part in the ceremony about 'and wipe his ass!" I just have to laugh!

Oh Deborah, I'm glad you were able to laugh instead of cry this time. It is also a good release and feels much better than crying.

I got a mental picture and had to laugh myself!

The prizes are definitely going to the right ones until someone can top it.

We MUST keep laughing!
Hugs.............Carolyn

OK......JUDY/Poop and Deb/Pee ...so this is what we have come to. Deb you are right we have to laugh and Judy you are right that we do find a way to carry on even when we think we hit bottom!

WHY??? Because we have to ...we just need to hit each bottom before we seem to rise back up again. Love you all, thank you all and NEED you all....you are the best medicine I've got.

If the magic wand of my AVATAR really worked Oh the miracles to perform for each of us!

I guess I am finally learning that no matter how bad anything gets there is always someone worse off...isn't there?

Every morning I did what I called "Pee Patrol" going into every room in the house, in every corner of every room, behind everything, looking to see where he had peed. Most memorable: I had just bought a new bedroom suite and a few days later, he peed all over the top, drawer, bottom shelf, legs, everywhere imaginable on his new nightstand.

He would pee on the sunporch windows and I would wonder just how many neighbors had seen his penis lol.

He peed on the back deck so we put a privacy fence with locked gates around it so the neighbors couldn't see him.

One morning I went to the kitchen to get a garbage bag out of the brand new bottom kitchen drawer where I kept sandwich bags, straws, etc., and it was full of pee.

His favorite place to pee was the heat vents in the living room and guest bedroom. He once or twice went upstairs, opened the window and peed out of it.

My brother said that when he came to visit, his greatest fear was to wake up and see Jim peeing on him. He started locking the bedroom door lol

Ahhhhh, the memories keep coming.
Love you all
Mary