Plan-A-The Waste-To-Energy Plant-V-1

Plan-A-The Waste-To-Energy Plant

**Read this like a Choose-your-own-adventure story.

Start out reading the first story and then that will tell you where to go and which story to read for certain outcomes.

(In THIS version, Devon comes to misses Newell’s house wearing cloth diapers underneath his thick disposable diapers. His mother instructs misses Newell to soak his cloth diapered butt in the toilet to soak and then flush the toilet to rinse his wet cloth diapers out before putting another clean disposable diaper over his cloth ones.)

Early on a Thursday morning, Devon’s mom had driven to the home daycare that they usually came to and as Devon’s mom rang the doorbell, Devon’s mom was already late for work. A few minutes later, Misses Newell answers the door. Misses Newell sees Devon and his mom standing there, Devon’s mom has eight large, brown cardboard boxes at her feet, two diaper bags, four large black trash bags and Devon’s adult disability pushchair/stroller laying at her feet.

Misses Newell: Hi there….come on in…..

Patricia-Devon’s Mom: Thank you.

Misses Newell: What’s with all that stuff?

Patricia: Well, I need to talk with you, privately.

Misses Newell: OK. Does Devon need his diaper changed?

Patricia: Maybe, it’s been about two hours since I changed him last, but I need to talk with you first, because I have to get to work. I am already late.

Misses Newell puts Devon in the living room with the others that she is taking care of then Patricia and Misses Newell go into the hallway, out of earshot but still within view of everyone one she is caring for and Patricia begins to explain what she is doing with all of the boxes, black trash bags and everything she brought with her.

Patricia: I brought all of his things over because Devon is not healthy enough and soon will die. My husband and I talked about the new End-of-Life-Options bill and we think that it would be best if you two…..did this for him. He has 1 year too live. We just don’t want him to…suffer, you know? We heard that you two have….disposed of several people before and we want you two to…well…dispose of Devon for us.

Misses Newell: Well, true, we have disposed of quite a few people before, but….we disposed of them in our burn barrel. Is that….what you want?

Patricia: Your husband said that he would take Devon and everything I brought, to the waste-to-energy plant, when my husband and I talked to him a couple of days ago. We talked about disposing of him in your burn barrel too, but that would be our last option if your husband was somehow unable to take Devon to the waste-to-energy plant. My husband and I don’t care how you dispose of him and his things really, but the waste-to-energy plant sounded like a good first option.

Misses Newell: OHHHH I see….you talked to my husband….Daniel already? He….neglected to mention it. Sure….if….you talked to him and he said it was fine, then….sure….we will take Devon until it’s time for his final disposal.

Patricia: AH greeeat…thank you. It has been the hardest on our incomes….what with….all of the diapers, onesies and even the cloth diapers that we used at first. We thought that Devon was going to grow out of diapers…..and when the doctors told us that he would be in diapers the rest of his life, my husband and I…BOTH started looking at our budget and found that we can’t sustain poor Devon and all of those…special diapers any more…that and we don’t want poor Devon to suffer through the agonizing pain he will be in if we didn’t do this. This wasn’t an…EASY decision ya know…..

Misses Newell: OH…I…KNOW……..My husband and I had to dispose of two of our own that were in diapers 24/7! We even had to dispose of one in diapers whose mom died and the state wouldn’t take him and no one else wanted. Believe me…My husband and I……BOTH know how it is.

Patricia: Here is the money order for $1200 and some special written instructions. Your husband said that he would dispose of Devon and all of this things for that. Now….everything, including all of his clothing, onesies, cloth diapers, plastic and rubber pants, all of his bedding and sheets, and these

eight large, brown cardboard boxes of his clean disposable diapers, two diaper bags, four large black trash bags and Devon’s adult disability pushchair/stroller. Two of the trash bags have Devon’s cloth diapers and rubber and plastic pants in them. I tried to wash most of the wet cloth diapers before we brought him over here but, there were about two dozen cloth diapers left that had been wet and had dried out before I could wash them. I just threw the formerly wet ones in the bag with the clean and washed cloth diapers. I figured that it wouldn’t matter anyhow since everything was….being disposed of.  Well, I have to get to work. Thank you SO much for doing this…..

Misses Newell: Yea…NO problem….It will be our pleasure.

Patricia: (Going over to Devon and giving him ONE final kiss good-bye) OK baby, Mommy has to go now…..be good for Misses Newell and don’t give her any…problems…now…you let her change your diapers…OK? Don’t make ANY fusses about it…OK? Good boy….bye-bye baby.

Patricia wipes a tear from each eye as she rises back up to a standing position and then heads to the front door to leave. Patricia takes one last look at Devon who is engrossed in play, before she waves to misses Newell and then leaves.

Misses Newell starts to take the eight brown cardboard boxes of Devon’s disposable diapers out to the back porch then she takes the four large black trash bags outside to the porch where they put their trash until it can be disposed of and then misses Newell puts Devon’s stroller outside on top of one of the eight brown cardboard boxes before closing the sliding glass porch door and locking it. Then she went over to Devon’s two diaper bags and brought them over to the area where she kept the diaper bags so that she could change Devon’s diapers when he needed it.

Misses Newell: Devon sweetie, you look like you need your diaper changed. Can you come over here so I can check to see if you need your diaper changed?

Devon: OK……

Devon toddles over to misses Newell and then misses Newell feels the inside of Devon’s disposable diaper that has four, thick booster pads/diaper doublers inside and four thick and mostly wet cloth diapers in layers underneath. Indeed Devon’s diaper was very wet and in need of changing. Devon wore small-sized Northshore Care Supply Supreme Overnight diapers with four medium-sized booster pads inside and four thick cloth diapers in layers underneath.

These diapers were already thick as it is and the diapers had a plastic backing that crinkled loudly when Devon walked or moved. Devon used the overnights at night and the First-Quality youth diapers with booster pads or even cloth pre-fold diapers inside used as extra absorbency, by his former parents.

Misses Newell: Devon, it’s time to change your diaper sweetie, can you…lay down for me….right there on the carpet would be fine……there…good….boy…..now let me go get your diaper bags…stay right….there…OK hun? Honey, I am NOT going to touch those cloth diapers you have on….Your mom told me to just sit you into the toilet water and then let you soak in there for a little while before I have to flush the toilet a few times so that your cloth diapers get rinsed. She has one of the towels that she uses to dry off your cloth diapers after that…..and she then told me to go ahead and just put a clean disposable diaper over your cloth diapers.

Misses Newell goes and retrieves Devon’s two diaper bags and then comes back over to where Devon is laying and then she sits down with her legs out in front of her so that she can start Devon’s diaper change.

Devon: Miss Newell? How come my mom brought all of my stuff here? Am I staying here with you guys for a long time?

Misses Newell: Well, kind of, You will be here until my husband and I dispose of you and all of your things.

Devon: What does….dispose of…..mean?

Misses Newell: It means….to throw something away or get rid of something….like you and your diapers….hon. Did your mom tell you that she was throwing you, your diapers and things away?

Devon: No….miss Newell, she didn’t. Does that mean that you are going to throw ME….away and get rid of me?

Misses Newell: Yes, I am…..afraid it does baby. Your mom told me that you only have 1 year left to live and that they weren’t able to take care of you any longer and….that they didn’t want you to suffer the pain that you will go through near the end of your life. So she brought you and all of your things over here so that we could throw you away or put you into our burn barrel….but one way or the other….you WILL be getting disposed of.

I am SOOOO sorry that it had to be this way, but…..your mom and dad paid us money to make sure that you got thrown away.

Devon: Can I choose what diapers I want to wear for my disposal????

Misses Newell: Yes, baby, you…can. Since you have so many clean diapers that I want to use up, I will be changing you every half hour wet or not.

Devon: What will you do….with the diapers you take off me? They won’t be wet barely…..won’t you leave them on me?

Misses Newell: NO, baby, I am going to throw the diapers away after I change you each time. Wet…or not. They will be trash, along with your onesies and anything you are wearing too, at each change.

Devon: You mean…..that when you change my diapers, you are going to take off my onesie and throw it away too?

Misses Newell: Yes baby….because you won’t be needing it any more.

Devon: Where will I go after my last diaper change?

Misses Newell: You will go into the trash with your diaper that I take off of you. Sorry, but that is the way it has to be.

Devon: Could I get six or eight layered cloth pre-fold diapers inside my thick disposable diaper for my last diaper?

Misses Newell: I….suppose…..since it won’t matter what you have on after I throw you and everything away.  Usually, I don’t use cloth diapers…..I don’t like them! They are icky and gross….but…since you will be going into our trash right after your last diaper change, it won’t really matter.

Devon: When will you throw my stuff and I away???

Misses Newell: Something after my husband gets home.

Devon: How long is that from now?

Misses Newell: You have about….(Looking at her cellphone) 7 and a half hours left.

Don’t worry baby, I will tell you when it’s time for disposal and your last diaper change.

Devon: Will there be more wet and dirty diapers being tossed into the trash I am in once I am in there?

Misses Newell: Yes baby, there will.

Devon: How long will I be IN the trash?

Misses Newell: Until the can gets full baby.

Devon: About how long will that be?

Misses Newell: However long it takes to fill that can up. Then you and the diapers will go out to our daycare trash outside for another few days until that is full.

Devon: What will happen to me while I am in the trash? If I am wearing a onesie, will it get ripped or torn?

Misses Newell: Maybe….sometimes, if my husband or I need a piece of rag material, we will sometimes go to the trash can to take what we can use.

Devon: But, how come it has to be my onesie?

Misses Newell: Because, you will be trash baby. We don’t care about the trash. Once you are in my trash, we won’t care what happens to you or to anything in the trash can.

Devon: What if……I were laying in the trash and you threw a wet diaper in and it wasn’t rolled up. Would you put it on my face, chest or over any part of my body?

Misses Newell: I will put the diapers in anywhere there is room baby…even if……it was over your head and face. OK….now, I am done changing you for the next half hour. How about….you go play with those cars in the toy box over there?

Devon: Misses Newell? May I have one of my bottles full of Apple juice please?

Misses Newell: Yes baby, you may.

Misses Newell goes into one of Devon’s diaper bags and takes out one of his bottles and takes it to the kitchen and fills it with apple juice and then brings it to Devon.

Misses Newell hands Devon the bottle and then she goes and sits down on the couch.

Devon starts to go play with the cars and trucks in the toy box and as he plays, he wasn’t aware of the time and that a full half hour had passed. Misses Newell had JUST finished changing a wet diaper from one of the boys that she was taking care of and then she came over to Devon who was busy playing with the cars and trucks.

Misses Newell: OK Devon, it’s time for another diaper change…….are you wet yet? I need to check your diaper now. Can you put that car down for a little bit so I can check and change you now please?

Devon: Yes Misses Newell.

Devon puts the car he was playing with down and then misses Newell helps Devon up and then takes him over to have his diaper checked for wetness. Misses Newell reaches into Devon’s right leg elastics with two index and middle fingers on her right hand and then feels the diaper for signs of wetness.

Misses Newell: Well, you are…..a…LITTLE wet…time to change your diaper again baby.

Misses Newell then lays him down again and begins to take the tapes off, putting them back onto their sticking tabs as she goes. Once the tapes were unfastened, she pulled the front of the mostly dry disposable diaper down. Then Misses Newell reached over to Devon’s diaper bags and got the one with his disposable diapers and booster pads inside of it, she opened it and then took out one of Devon’s thick Northshore Care Supply Supreme overnight diapers and three booster pads. She then took out the bottle of baby powder and then she set the baby powder down on the floor next to the clean, and still folded disposable diaper. Then she pulled the slightly wet disposable diaper out from under Devon and then folded it over, in thirds, using the creases.

Devon: When will my last diaper change be?

Misses Newell: Oh…I suppose it will be around 5:00 or 6:00 pm when my husband gets home.

Devon: Can I pick the diapers that I will be wearing when I am thrown away?

Misses Newell: Yes hon, you may.

Devon: What if my onesie rips as you are taking me to be thrown away? Will you take it off or leave it on?

Misses Newell: Whichever you want baby….but….once you are in my trash can, I will not be taking anything off or putting anything on you. You will just stay in whatever you have on until your final disposal….ok?

Devon: Will you be putting my diapers and I into a trash bag and tying it closed when it’s time for my disposal?

Misses Newell: Yes hon, just like the rest of the trash.

Devon: Does the trash can I am going into….does it have a trash bag already in it?

Misses Newell: No baby, it does not. When it’s time for your disposal, my husband and I will put you and the diapers into the trash bags that we triple up on, and then once the bag is full, my husband or I will be tying it closed.

Devon: What will happen….next?

Misses Newell: My husband I will drag the bags out to his pickup truck and he will take everything to a dumpster and toss it in RIGHT before he comes and takes it away on his trash route with his trash truck.

Devon: But, But, BUT…..I don’t WANNA be…..trash miss Newell! Can I….just…stay HERE?

Misses Newell: NO, I am afraid you can’t baby. We already have too many in diapers as it is. We can’t afford to take care of you and keep you in all of those expensive, thick disposable diapers you wear and I do not like cloth diapers either. So you HAVE to be thrown away when it becomes bedtime.

Devon: So….I am going to sleep in the trash can with all of the diapers?

Misses Newell: Yes, you are.

Devon: What if…..I want to….play with the diapers in the trash can?

Misses Newell: I don’t care what….you do in there…..

Misses Newell takes the disposable diaper off and then she takes Devon’s right hand and helps him to a standing position. Then she begins to walk Devon over to the bathroom where she leads Devon and his almost soaking wet cloth diapers over to the toilet before she flips both lids up and then turns Devon around so he has to sit down into the water inside the toilet bowl.

Devon: HEY! Why are you making me…SIT into this…cold water like this?

Misses Newell: WELL, since I won’t touch your wet, icky, gross cloth diapers, your mom suggested that I sit you into the toilet bowl so that your cloth diapers can soak for a bit before I flush a few times to rinse your cloth diapers out.

Devon: How long will I have to be…in here like this????

Misses Newell: Oh…not too long…about 15 minutes….or more.

Devon: But…it’s COLD! It’s making my diapers all…wet!

Devon is held in the bowl by misses Newell for the fifteen minutes before misses Newell gets up from sitting at the edge of the bathtub and then she looks down at Devon’s diapers and sees that they are semi whiter than they were when he went in.

She then leans forward a bit.

Devon: HEY! What are you doing?

Misses Newell: (Looking back down at Devon) I am flushing the toilet so your diapers get all nice and rinsed out.

Misses Newell flushes the toilet as Devon sits in the bowl. The toilet water rises up to his tummy and then it goes down the drain and then refills the bowl. Once the bowl is full and the water stops running, misses Newell flushes the toilet again.

She does this two more times before letting Devon up and out of the bowl. She then takes Devon’s towel and then starts to dry his diapers and him off. She then takes some baby wipes and starts to wipe him down well with them.

Devon: Miss Newell?

Misses Newell: Yes…baby…..

Devon: Are YOU going to……take these cloth diapers off of me and put me into disposable diapers?

Misses Newell: Would you…like me to? I…JUST rinsed them out for you so you could still wear them…..I am going to try to dry them off as much as I can before I get you into your disposable diaper, but I am Not going to take these icky, yucky diapers off of you. You are just…..going to have to stay in these.

Devon: OOOOOH! I want my cloth diapers off!

Misses Newell: Sorry Devon, you are staying in them. Your cloth diapers are as dry as they will be for the time being. Let’s go out and get you into a…NICE…THICK…COMFY disposable diaper….shall we hon?

Misses Newell takes Devon by his right hand in her left and leads him out of the bathroom and back into the living room where she left Devon’s folded, clean Northshore Care Supply Supreme Overnight diapers, booster pads, baby powder on the carpet near the couch.

Misses Newell: OK Devon, lay down for me….OK? Let me get this….very, thick, bulky, very comfy looking disposable diaper on you…..OK….legs up…that-a-boy……

Misses Newell opens the thick, bulky, Northshore Care Supply Supreme Overnight diaper and then she takes the adhesive strips off the back of the three, large-sized booster pads and then she layers them into the diaper starting in the very center of the diaper and then she adds the second on in, getting the edge of the booster pad even with the edge of the diaper padding in the back end of the diaper, at the waistband before she did the same to the front end of the diaper. Then misses Newell slid the diaper underneath Devon with his legs up then she put his legs back down. Then, misses Newell grabbed the baby powder bottle and then twisted the cap open before shaking a LOT of baby powder into Devon’s diaper.

Misses Newell: Now…THIS ought to make you feel MUCH more comfy in that…THICK, bulky disposable diaper of yours……

Devon: Will your husband care what I am wearing when he comes to take me away?

Misses Newell: No baby…he won’t care. Once you are trash, no one will care what you look like, what you have on, or the condition of what you have on.

Then, misses Newell pulled the front of the disposable diaper up and over the semi damp layered cloth diapers and then she began to fasten the tapes. Misses Newell then flips Devon’s onesie down not buttoning it. Then misses Newell helped Devon back up to his feet.

Misses Newell: OK baby, you can go back to playing with the cars and trucks now until it’s time to change your diaper again in another hour…OK?

Devon goes and plays with the cars and trucks for the next half hour. Then Devon finds some roads printed on a carpet board and drags it out to continue playing with the cars and trucks on.

For the next half hour, Devon is unaware that it is time once again for his next diaper change. Misses Newell comes over and taps Devon on his right shoulder;

Misses Newell: Hey….Devon sweetie, it’s…time to change your diaper again.

Devon: Whaaaat? A…gain? I don’t think I am even….wet miss Newell.

Misses Newell: come on over and let me see…OK baby?

Devon: OHHHHH KKKKKK  (Devon agrees reluctantly)

Devon reluctantly gets up and then toddles over to Misses Newell who flips up the flaps of Devon’s onesie as she inserts her fingers into his right leg elastics and feels the diapers for signs of wetness. Noting that his diaper feels a tad damp, possibly from the moisture from his damp cloth diapers, she elects to change his diaper anyhow.

Misses Newell:  OK Devon, lay down for me OK? Now that-a-boy……I am going to make you all…nice and comfy….you would like that huh? HUH baby?

Devon: Yes…miss Newell.

Misses Newell unfastens the tapes holding Devon’s diaper on and then she pulls the slightly damp diaper back down and then she pulls it out from underneath Devon.

Seeing that Devon was right, he wasn’t wet yet, Misses Newell reaches into Devon’s diaper bag and finds that there are no more diapers in the diaper bag. So misses Newell gets up and goes over to the brown cardboard boxes that his mother had brought and opens one. She sees the four packs of clean diapers inside. She takes one of the packs of 15 diapers out and then brings it over to where Devon is patiently laying and then she squats down and then sets the pack of diapers on her lap. AS she opens the pack, she looks over at Devon and sees that he is intently watching her.

Misses Newell: Don’t worry baby, any of these diapers that are not used, will be thrown away anyhow so it is best that I open this pack and use up as many…..as we possibly can before it’s time for your…disposal.

Devon: You mean……that any of the diapers that are not used on me…..are going to be….thrown away? But….they….are…clean still!

Misses Newell: Well, we won’t have any use for them and neither will you, so….they will be trash. I think we will use at least six or seven more diapers before it will be time for your disposal….maybe…even eight more.

Devon: What about everything in my diaper bags and my diaper bags? Will THEY…be thrown away too?

Misses Newell: Yes hon, your diaper bags and everything in them will be….disposed of, even if the diapers are still clean or not. It WILL….NOT…MATTER…..sweetie.

Misses Newell takes a bunch of the diapers out of the package and puts what she takes out onto the floor so that she can take one and open it. Then she reaches into the second diaper bag and then takes out four booster pads and then she reaches over to the first diaper bag for the first of three large bottles of baby powder. The one she grabbed is now only half full as she has used a lot of the powder in the recent diaper changes.

Devon: How come….you use so much…of that in my diapers????

Misses Newell: I want to try to use it up too….I don’t like wasting things baby….

But since you and your diapers will be turned into energy, I want to make sure that what we have to waste, is used up as much as possible.

Devon: What is…going to happen to me once I am taken away with the trash?

Misses Newell: Well, from what I understand, when you get to the waste-to-energy plant, the place where all of the trash goes to be turned into this “energy”, my husband will dump the trash out of his….trash truck and then…at some point, they will load you and the trash into some kind of incinerator or boiler and that…will turn you into steam that runs turbines that make electric power for homes and businesses like MY home.

Devon: They are going to…burn…me?

Misses Newell: Yes hon, they have to in order to change you and your diapers into electricity. It’s going to be….quite the….STEAMY….situation for you baby.

Devon: I…don’t WANNA be…burned!

Misses Newell: I’m sorry baby…it’s the way things HAVE to be! You don’t have….a choice! Your mother paid my husband and I to throw you away and make sure that you and everything she brought also got sent there to the waste-to-energy plant for final disposal and we ARE going to do that, no matter what!

Devon: NO….matter…what??????

Misses Newell: Yes baby….NO….matter…what!

Devon: What about my….brother???

Misses Newell: Him? Oh…your mother is going to drop him off tomorrow for us to also throw away. He will be coming with all of his…diapers and clothing like…YOU did.

Devon: Are you….going to do the same thing….with…him that you are doing to me?

Misses Newell: I might…but I will have to do…what we are paid to do with him once your mom drops him off. Your mom may have different instructions for your brother. By then, you will already be in the dumpster waiting for the trash truck to come take you and your diapers away baby.

 More to cum soon……….