What sort of a sadist manufacturer vacuum packs the Incontinence pads. Having left my mum perched on the commode I sprint into the other room only to find it’s a new packet. I try punching a hole in the packet with me finger but nothing. I’m only just starting to panic as I have left my blind with dementia mum unattended for a few seconds so I yell “sit still I will only be a mo”. Dashing into the kitchen I mean business and grab the butter knife and stab a hole through the packing. Straight through a bloody Incontinence pad.
That’s when the fun really starts......
I try removing one of the pads but they are so tightly packed it won’t budge. Another reassuring yell to the other room “sit still I’m coming”.....so I try rocking a pad backwards and forwards to prize one out....still nothing. I grab the butter knife and try cutting one out. Maybe if I cut out the stabbed pad it will make some space ?
A very much louder because I’m now beginning to really really loose my rag “ NEARLY THERE MUM I’M JUST COMING” and now I have resorted to tearing the packet with my teeth so all the pads spill out in shrink wrapped breeze block.
Grabbing one I dash back to my mum who for once has been sitting still and playing with the edge of her night dress oblivious to the fact that I’m now red with anger and knackered.
Quick change of the pad and settle her back in her chair. Go back in the other room to pick up the pads I had left on the floor to find the dog playing toss with a number 6 pad and a pile of trashed pads that’s she had decided to chew. It looks like we have had a snow storm.
So I repeat “ step forth the b@#tard who vacuum packs Incontinence pads designed for the elderly !!!!!!!!!!! So I may smack you round the head with one of the remaining size 6 the dog didn’t get
That’s when the fun really starts......
I try removing one of the pads but they are so tightly packed it won’t budge. Another reassuring yell to the other room “sit still I’m coming”.....so I try rocking a pad backwards and forwards to prize one out....still nothing. I grab the butter knife and try cutting one out. Maybe if I cut out the stabbed pad it will make some space ?
A very much louder because I’m now beginning to really really loose my rag “ NEARLY THERE MUM I’M JUST COMING” and now I have resorted to tearing the packet with my teeth so all the pads spill out in shrink wrapped breeze block.
Grabbing one I dash back to my mum who for once has been sitting still and playing with the edge of her night dress oblivious to the fact that I’m now red with anger and knackered.
Quick change of the pad and settle her back in her chair. Go back in the other room to pick up the pads I had left on the floor to find the dog playing toss with a number 6 pad and a pile of trashed pads that’s she had decided to chew. It looks like we have had a snow storm.
So I repeat “ step forth the b@#tard who vacuum packs Incontinence pads designed for the elderly !!!!!!!!!!! So I may smack you round the head with one of the remaining size 6 the dog didn’t get