i told my mum i would drive her to malaysia today after my medical review. she was pretty excited about it. and as part of the preparations, i suggested that she wear diapers too so that we would not be caught in a situation where we could not find a toilet when she needs to ease herself or when we were caught in a traffic jam. she agreed.
she went into her room to put on her diapers happily. when she did not emerge some 5mins later, i got a little uneasy. there was no sound from her room and so i knocked on her door. she replied that she was still trying to put on her diapers. i asked if she needed help and she replied yes. i pushed her door open and saw her trying very hard to wear her diapers. worst of all, the adhesive tapes of the diapers had been badly torn and no longer usable. yet she was desperately trying hard to pull the flaps together. i felt very sad seeing her in this state. i was not embarrassed by the fact that she was lying in bed naked waist down. i saw a sickly old woman lying there struggling and i rushed in to help her. i pulled out the spoilt diaper and change a new one. she allowed me to help her and in no time, i got her ready.
i helped her through the whole process with a very straight face and in a manner like what a nurse would do. noting her difficulties, i asked how she managed to do it before her bedtime in the past couple of days when she put up with me. she said "chin chai cheng" (haphazzardly). i was acutely aware of the possible embarrassment she would feel given that i am a man. yet, on the other hand, i was happy by the fact that she trusted me to help her undertake such a task. knowing my mum, apart from me, there is already no other person in this world whom she can trust.
and so this evening, before she went to bed, i made it a point to ask her if she needed me to help her with the diapers as i put her to bed. this will be a new routine for me henceforth.
she went into her room to put on her diapers happily. when she did not emerge some 5mins later, i got a little uneasy. there was no sound from her room and so i knocked on her door. she replied that she was still trying to put on her diapers. i asked if she needed help and she replied yes. i pushed her door open and saw her trying very hard to wear her diapers. worst of all, the adhesive tapes of the diapers had been badly torn and no longer usable. yet she was desperately trying hard to pull the flaps together. i felt very sad seeing her in this state. i was not embarrassed by the fact that she was lying in bed naked waist down. i saw a sickly old woman lying there struggling and i rushed in to help her. i pulled out the spoilt diaper and change a new one. she allowed me to help her and in no time, i got her ready.
i helped her through the whole process with a very straight face and in a manner like what a nurse would do. noting her difficulties, i asked how she managed to do it before her bedtime in the past couple of days when she put up with me. she said "chin chai cheng" (haphazzardly). i was acutely aware of the possible embarrassment she would feel given that i am a man. yet, on the other hand, i was happy by the fact that she trusted me to help her undertake such a task. knowing my mum, apart from me, there is already no other person in this world whom she can trust.
and so this evening, before she went to bed, i made it a point to ask her if she needed me to help her with the diapers as i put her to bed. this will be a new routine for me henceforth.
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*hugs*
thanks! *muacks*
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