neyronrose (neyronrose) wrote,


I went to bed before 11:30 p.m. and got up for the day around 9:00 a.m.

B. once again needed a lot of cleanup.  R. said he had a bladder infection.  Apparently he has a stoma opening that allows the catheter tube to pass from wherever to the part of the tube that shows on the outside and the catheter bag.  He said that if he sat in a certain position in his chair, he was okay, but when he tried to stand up, it was like an ice pick to his bladder.  I did what I could in the time I had.

After that, I went to watch an intellectually disabled teenaged boy.  His father was there also, but I kept an eye on C. and fed him when he was hungry.  I also interacted with the family's bulldogs, who are very friendly, but think they're lapdogs.  The father, B., said that Winston was 75 pounds, Marcus was 65 pounds, and Daisy Mae was 60 pounds.  I enjoyed being part of a bulldog pile, but they're definitely larger than the usual lapdog size.

The mother told me that she'd had a couple of people interested in watching C. in the morning, and she needed that more than she needed afternoons.  So that was my one day of work.  She did say that maybe I could babysit or housesit sometimes.

I went to Walmart after that.  It was raining, but I knew I wouldn't want to go out again after I'd gone home.

I talked to A. for over an hour in the evening.  He said that B. and R. must be real characters.  I said they were indeed.  I was very, very tired by 10:00 p.m.
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