Shit = Gold?
Thursday, 29 September, 2005
Busy Body | 笔者: Twinsmom
WARNING:
If you are eating now when you read this entry, you better stop reading, finish your food first. Or if you are going to have lunch or dinner soon, also don’t read this first.
Nah, warning already hah, if you still proccess reading and eating at the sametime, don’t blame me ah.
Yesterday afternoon about 5pm I heard Auntie Shirley call me from down stair, I thought “Oh, she fell down again.” So quickly went down stair carry her up.
When I reach the front door open the curtain, a bad smell immediately shoot into my nose. When I reach to her side, found she is sitting on a pool of doodie!
Oh gosh… I asked her what happen? She then told me she got bad stomach just now, so tried to reach to toilet as soon as possible, but being unable to walk without the walking station, before she manage herself to the toilet, she can’t hold it any longer, right at the hall way to kitchen.
But after what had happen instead of call me immediately, she proccess to the bath room wash herself and got change, came back out and try to clean the doodie by herself!
She afraid of let me know what had happen, she felt very shameful about it, because after all I am not directly related to her (for newbie to my blog, she is my MIL’s siter). And she so afriad to see my SIL sour (actually black) face on seeing what happen in the house, and she will be home at 6pm sharp, that was why she tried to do it herself.
But while she trying to clean the floor, she lost the balance and fell down and sit on the doodie. So then no choice have to call me.
I really gone blank in few second, what should I do?
But then… hei, dated back to my primary school day, the toilet still the Qing Dynasty potty, we can see what was in it everytime go to toilet (wah….this experience finally paid off huh? :tmgreen:), and now I am a mother of a pair of twins, I have been taking care of their doodie since day one, sure I got no problem to do this. Pretend the smell never exist眼观鼻，鼻观心，treat it like a flower把它当着一朵花，but the flower grow on the shit但是花却长在人粪上, don’t think too much just proccess –
1, Wet some unwanted cloth clean the stain from the crime scene to the bathroom first. Then clean the surrounding of where she sitting.
2, After the surrounding clear, now come to the crucial part — how to help her up from the floor?
3, Usually when Auntie Shirley fell down, I just put the walking station back in front of her, then my arm under her armpit lift her up, and support her back with my body, in the same time she will get hold to the walking station, wait untill her leg gain back the strength, then lift up some more, then she can walk again.
But now her back side all doodie wor, how ah? Think, think, think…
Went to the second room took out some old newspaper, then fold up my sarong from leg to knee, then tuck in the newspaper at the fold (no apron, if got apron will be best, anyway…), OK, there we go.
4, Hah! no problem wor. After help her up, I took down the newspaper and clean the floor, everything rolled into one and throw inside a big garbage bag.
But still there are dried doodie stain on the floor, I was thinking let SIL come home and handle it lar, the girls are calling me up stair, one of them is crying some more.
So I put some newspaper on the floor, told Auntie Shirley wait for SIL come hame and clean the floor. After got back to up stair, shower then e-mail to Twinsdad told him what had happen, and minutes later he called back to me, told me to use breach wet the stain then clean it.
I got a bit frustrated then — why can’t wait for SIL come back and clean it? But then being a good wife, and think about SIL’s reaction when she got home, I just put down the phone and took the big bottle of breach went back down stair again.
I tell you, the breach really “genrg” (strong), in a minute it melt down all the stain, and I just wipe the floor easily.
10 minutes right after I clean the place SIL came back *phew*…
From this experience I learn something — when there is no other option, we actually can get work done better.
I think this weekend I am going to buy 4 digits, since Chinese believe doodie=gold, and if we step on shit and old people will greet us “fortune ahead”, so why not?
Err…I am going to disable the comment, because I know what you all going to say, hehehe… so please just keep the good word to yourself, all I need is — the suggestion on 4 digits!!!!, so just tell me what digit to buy enough.
Seriouly… If wipe shit can kena 4 digit and get rich, then Earthtone already millionaire already, after all this years taking care of our grandma. My experience just a kacang putih (bean).