Andy’s Disposal-(incomplete)

Andy’s Disposal

Andy's father didn't really want to throw Andy and his diapers away but he was just tired of taking care of him and he was running very low on money to pay for Andy's diapers. Joe and Andy had lived in their two-bedroom house in a small neighborhood in a large city near the ocean since Andy was born. Andy's mother, Kathy, also was tired of taking care of all of Andy's medical needs so she left both Joe and Andy to pursue her acting career. This left a tall burden on poor Joe. Joe worked from home now, so that he could take care of Andy. Joe didn't make a whole lot of money but what he did make, was barely able to support the two of them. For the last three years, Joe has been vigilant and supportive with Andy's special medical needs until now. The City had just passed a "Death with Dignity" law recently and the law had provisions where a Parent acting as a caregiver could "Dispose of" the person they were taking care of in the trash as long as a doctor signed off on it. The city provided a special service along with it's regular service where the parent could walk their child, regardless of how old they were, out to the trash truck where they would hand their child over to the trash collectors. The trash collectors would load the person, who would be converted into "property" which could be "disposed of" as they wished. Sometimes, some of the trash collectors would require that the "property' being disposed of, be placed into a large, dark black trash bag and as long as they couldn't tell what it was.

Sometimes, some of the trash collectors would require that the "property' being disposed of, be placed into a large, dark black trash bag and as long as they couldn't tell what was inside of the trash bag, they would take "it". Thomas and Danny were the local trash men for this area and knew both Andy and Joe very well. Andy had been outside, in just his diapers, watching Thomas and Danny emptying his trash and dirty diapers on more than one occasion.

Danny noticed that Andy's trash cans always had at least one can full of his dirty diapers and the other can for the household trash. So he offered to give Joe an extra trash can just for Andy's diapers due to the sheer amount they always threw out. Joe accepted the offer and took the large 97 gallon trash can and used it for Andy's dirty diapers each week.

When Joe called the city contracted trash company, they explained how the service works and what they take and how they take it. They also told Joe that Andy had to be outside, at the curb, waiting for them, on trash day, wearing only his diapers. Usually they expected to have any "Special Items" bagged up into dark black trash bags but since Danny and Thomas are ok with the "special items" not being bagged, they would accept them in loose form.

The lady on the other end of the phone call, informed Joe to bring Andy outside to the curb wearing only his diapers and then wait for either Thomas or Danny to load Andy up into their trash truck. The lady also faxed Joe a waiver form that gave custody of Andy to them and that from this point on, Andy was their "property" to do with what they wish. Joe signed the document and then faxed it back to the trash company and then called them back to see if they received it. They had and now Andy belonged to them. The lady on the other end of the phone call then thanked Joe and then said "See you on trash day" then she hung up.

This week had been harder than most now that Andy was being thrown away. Joe was hoping it would all be over as soon as possible. He had brought home Andy's last two cases of diapers he had ordered and paid for them on his credit card. He didn't know how he was going to pay off the diapers he had just bought.

Fortunately a week before all of this, Joe had applied for a job at a diaper recycling company and they had called him back during the week that Joe was getting ready to throw Andy away. Joe had the neighbor babysit Andy for him while he went for the interview and after returning home from the interview with a very excited look on his face, Joe's neighbor and himself high-fived in celebration of Joe getting his new job.

As the week wore on, Joe became more and more experienced at his task. All Joe had to do was make sure to load everything from a large pile, onto a conveyor belt that took the diapers and anything he loaded, into the hopper of the shredder. Joe noticed that he was sometimes loading people with their diapers on, onto the conveyor belt along with lots and lots of diapers and he asked his trainer why these people were being shredded.

The trainer told Joe that these "People" weren't really "people" at all, but rather just "property" of the recycling company and that anything that is in the pile, gets loaded no matter what. As long as "it" is a diaper or is wearing a diaper or is filled with diapers, it goes into the shredder.

Joe didn't know what to think of this. He sure wasn't going to stop loading everything onto the conveyor belt even if the "property" was yelling and screaming and crying all the way up and then into the shredder. What Joe didn't know, was that as the "Property" was being shredded, it was being converted into little, tiny bits and bytes of information and then it was being transmitted across the long building and over to another building that had a machine that reassembled everything it received.

Once everything was reassembled, it was cleaned and then turned back into diapers again and then the clean diapers were packaged and then sold to stores. The "property" that was shredded, was reprogrammed and then sent away to become product quality assurance testers that tested the diapers or they were sent to companies that made new diapers that needed product testers. Once the companies didn't need the testers any more, they were disposed of again and this time, they would be sent directly to the landfill to spend eternity there.

Joe called the trash collection company and asked them if they could send Andy to the diaper recycling company instead of to the landfill. The trash company agreed. The Trash Company told Joe that they would send their special trash truck out to come take Andy away for him. Joe was exited because he might be able to load his own former son into the diaper shredder. Joe was thinking about and trying to imagine what that would be like as he drove home each day for the last few days leading up to the day right before trash day.

Joe rode home almost on auto pilot wearing an evil grin as he turned down the street that he lived on. He couldn't wait to get home and start preparing Andy for his disposal the next morning. After getting out of his vehicle, Joe went to talk with his neighbor who was babysitting for him while he was at work.

Joe: Thanks for your help, Tom. Thanks for your help, Cassidy. Did Andy give you any problem?" Joe said while he sat down in an armchair in the living room.

Cassidy: No, he was pretty good. I changed his diaper a couple of times and I gave him a bottle of his protein powder and medicine then laid him down for a nap.

Joe: I suppose that he will need a new change when he awakes.

Joe sighed.

Joe: I suppose that it would be the last one.

Cassidy: Last one? Why is that? What are you going to do with poor Andy?

"Oh! Didn't I tell you?" Joe said acting surprised. "I am going to dispose of Andy today. I signed all the papers, and it is legally property of the new disposing company. You know the one that is used to pick up all the garbage from the new law. I thought that I have told you about it.

Cassidy: No, you haven't told me about it. So tell me, how much did it cost you for that service? I know the city charges us $30 a week. What do they charge you for taking him?

Joe looks down with his arms resting across his legs with his hands joined in front of him. Joe: Nothing. I only had to give them Andy's custody papers. I supposed that they would make money in another way, but I didn't ask. It is hard enough for me, you know? I love him, but I can't take care of him any more. I have a lot of debts and it is hard to make ends meet all the months.

Cassidy: I know how hard it has been for you since your wife left you. I also wish there was another way...I'd take Andy but I can't afford to either right now. Have you told Andy yet?

Joe: It's hard for me too, but I think that it is the best. I didn't tell anything to Andy. I think that it is better that he doesn't know anything. He wouldn't understand it either. He is as innocent as a 2 year old.

Cassidy: I feel for you and mostly Andy. Well, I have to go now....I think I will have to simply throw out all of the cloth diapers and plastic pants then....

The trash truck doesn't come until around 8:00 am tomorrow.  I still have some time to get my two 97 gallon cans worth of cloth diapers and plastic pants out to the curb. Well, talk to you soon.... Cassidy walks out of the front door and closes it.

I know that Andy isn't going to awake for a few hours, so I go to my bedroom to sleep as much as possible.

Andy wakes up and sits up inside of his safety bed that resembles a large version of a crib.

Andy: UH...(stretching) Daddy? Daddy? Are you home? My diapers are wet!!!

I awake when I hear Andy's shouts. I turn in the bed and look at the clock. It's too early. I grunt, but I get out of the bed and go to Andy's room. "Good morning Andy, did you sleep well?"

Andy: Yes daddy, I did. My diaper is wet daddy... I need to be changed.

"It is ok, darling." I take you out of your crib and put you down in the changing table.

Andy: Dad, how come these three cloth diapers are inside of my disposable diaper?

"It is for absorption, Andy" I answer tiredly, because Andy ask the same question two or three times each week.

Andy: OH...so that is why my diapers are so thick....

"That's right Andy" I open your diaper and raise your legs with one hand and I take the wet diaper with the other hand. Then I use a baby towel to clean and dry your crotch.

Andy: BRRR! That baby wipe is cold daddy!

Do you like them thick? Joe asks while finishing cleaning Andy and opening a new unused diaper with the skill that you get with a lot of practice.

Andy: yes daddy I do.

Joe removes Andy’s disposable diaper which all the messy cloth diapers inside it and throw all of them in the diaper pail.

Andy: HEY! Why did you throw my cloth diapers into the trash can daddy?

Andy: I like the cloth diapers with my disposable diapers daddy....makes everything feel softer and thicker too

Andy: Are you going to use baby powder in my diapers too like you usually do? 

Joe: "Of course, Andy."

Andy: what are you going to do after these cloth diapers in my disposable get wet? Are you going to wash them or throw them away? I get the baby powder and sprinkle his butt and crotch so it gets a good dusting. Then I check the cloth diapers so they are inside the disposable one, and fold them so they cover Andy's little penis. Then I pass the disposable one over his legs and fasten it with its tapes.

Joe: Don't worry Andy. Good diapers go to be reused and old good diapers go to the landfill to rest for the rest of the days.

Andy: So why are all of my diapers out of my closet? Why are you getting them out? Were you taking them out while I sleep?

Joe: Yes! I was cleaning.  

Andy: Cleaning? Why are you throwing my clean packs of my disposable diapers into the trash? HEY DADDY! Those are my soft and comfy cloth diapers!!!! Don't throw those away!!! They are still clean!!! Why are you also throwing all of my clean and dirty onesies into that trash can too? How come all of my clothes are in those trash bags????

Andy: Daddy? Why are you taking my crib sheets and blankets and putting them into that trash bag?

Joe: I don't want to wash them again. Don't you prefer the disposable ones?

Andy: I like the cloth diapers with my disposable diapers daddy... Makes everything feel softer and thicker too.

Joe: I can put more cloth diapers into your disposables if you prefer. It will bulge too much and you are not going to be able to walk. Joe said while he slid a new unfolded disposable diaper under Andy, then unfolded the diaper open then lowered his butt into the diaper.

Joe: Yes, Andy. But only if they had been good diapers. Joe answers tiredly; you know Andy, you could try to... Joe remembers what is going to happen. He sighs and continues: You are right. Andy. How many diapers do you want?"

Andy: I want six daddy....layer them in for me

Joe got six pre-folded cloth diapers and he layered them into the disposable diaper while he raised Andy's bottom again. Joe lowers his bottom and leave him laying there while he throws the rest of diapers, used and unused in a  large 96 gallon black plastic trash bag.

Andy: Are you going to use baby powder in my diapers too like you usually do?

Joe: Of course, Andy. Joe gets the baby powder and sprinkles his butt and crotch so it gets a white layer all over Andy. Then Joe checks the cloth diapers so they are inside the disposable one, and fold them so they cover Andy's little penis. Then he pulls the front of the disposable diaper up between his legs and fastens it with its tapes.