When I got up today I was planning on cleaning Larry’s bathroom. At 6:30 he announced he wanted to get cleaned up. He had been sitting in his chair since 11 last night. (This is his new thing to get up around 11 for the day.)
I figured he had wet his robe and chair and he had. The robe was his other heavy ankle length terry cloth version. His white one I had by the washer for over a week waiting for him to get his blue dirty to wash them together to balance the washer. That was one load.
He also wet his bed last night managing to get the summer comforter went as well. The comforter has to be washed separately to balance the machine. Load number two.
Was going to save the sheets until tomorrow when I would probably have more.
Asked him if he had to pee or sit on the toilet when we walked into the bathroom. His answer, no. Got him washed. Out to stand at the sink while he brushed his teeth. I also wash his butt when he stands there. Today I got a little shit on it while washing it. Thought he should sit on the toilet but he had said he didn’t have to. Figured he would later. After he did his teeth he said he had to sit down. As I went to move him he started to pee. Grabbed a unrinal and put him in it. Then he farted which was also a burst of diarrhea. Onto the towel below him on the floor. He managed to get some on the top of my right shoe and on his left foot. Maneuvered him over to the toilet to sit while I cleaned up that mess.
Got him backup. Over to the sink to wipe and wash him again. Now I had three loads of wash I hadn’t planned on doing to do. It’s only 7:25AM. Sigh.