Diapers and cane

Once again, mom didn't wait for me and went to see dad alone. Seems like the "back from diaper to underwear" plan for dad was put off. Dad was in diaper. He went number 2 right after lunch, and of course tried to get rid of the diaper. Mom had trouble stopping him from tearing up the diaper so she took it off. It was dry so she was going to put it back on afterward. However, dad was fighting back so much, mom had to get help from the staff... who do not argue with the residence. At the end, dad won, and mom put him in underwear.

Then very soon after, dad wet himself, without diapers. Sigh... The story didn't end there. Mom aid him in the washroom. When he was done, he pulled a piece of paper towel to wipe his hands, then threw it into the toilet. Mom was furious by that time and yelled at him. But it was too late. Dad flushed it and said it was fine. Sigh...

He also lost his cane. Mom informed the staff and all the rooms were searched with no luck. It had to be in his room. One place mom didn't look, was under Mr. H's bed. He thinks everyone wants to steal his his new shoes so he hides them there. Sometimes he borrows dad's cane to reach them. Of course mom didn't realize until much later.

Oh, dad started to pull thread from his shirts again. Mom brought some back home to mend. Sigh... (T_T) And I thought our problem would be solved... (I do admit, it's waaaaay better then before, though.)

Cake-top Pinkys continues.

Cherry

Mom brought dad some cherry from sis-in-law. Dad spat the pits onto the floor, all of them, despite mom telling him not to, every single time. Sigh... (T_T) How do you not think he's not doing it on purpose?

Dad's also been tearing up so many diapers, the staff decided to change strategy. Instead of having him wear diapers all the time, they get him to go pee every 2 hours or so. Mom dug up dad's underwear but whether he would wear them is another question. I suspect he'd pull the threads and destroy them just like before. My concern is, the staff will not change dad if he wet his pants. He tends to hide it too. It's so... unsanitary! (Yuck! Yuck! Yuck!)

Felt a sudden urge to start the cake-top Pinkys. Finally found my spare nail-polish remover. Why did I buy one without acetone knowing it's the chemical that removes paint? Duuuh!!! (T_T) Of course I did buy another with acetone afterward. However, this second one doesn't work either! What's going on? Then I found a tube of crazy glue remover. It worked magic before... but this one's not working either??? Would it be that the active ingredient has evaporated??? I ended up sanding the paint off. Labour-intensive and time-consuming. Fingers hurt.

Dish rack

It was a super late start today thanks to the knock. (Thank God it came, though.) I need dish racks and some craft paint but A didn't really want to go to Richmond. I was ready to give it up altogether as the 25% off sale items coupon is good for the whole week (which means I can go on a week day.) So we went to the Italian bakery for some special cake A wanted. However, that place closes at 4 on Sundays and we just missed it. Oh well! Without any goal, we were gonna wait it out at LD until dinner. Thanks for the Thin Addictives, A! That was a new flavour, different from the one at Costco. Now that LD carries it, perhaps Costco will start carrying new varieties.

A saw a keyboard at LD and the talk of Netlink came up. So we ended up going to Richmond after all. There was some kind of event at the mall. People were gluing M&M's to a giant Styrofoam sculpture.

Unfortunately, Daiso no longer have the dish rack I want. They keep discontinuing the better stuff. One day they will turn into an ordinary dollar store with double the price. Sigh... I had to buy a few lower quality ones. The old ones were made of either bamboo or gum tree and finished. The one they have now is unfinished wood.

Turn out Netlink didn't have A's keyboard either and he left empty-handed. We then went to Timmy's for dinner. Hung out at A's place for the rest of the evening.

Dream

In the dream, mom and I decided to renovate the basement living room. A new TV was needed. So I went to a home electronics store to see what's out there... with someone... (I think that was sis-in-law). After looking at some displays, we lined up at the cashier. I picked up a small item in my hand (forgot what it was) to purchase. Then something happened. Forgot exactly what it was, but seemed to be a guy showing up with a gun. Customers ran for their lives, including me. With merchandise in hand, I was thinking, how would the store stop people from leaving without paying? I stopped in the space between the inner and outer doors. Oh I see, there were security guards. The armed person situation was dissolved and we all went back in. But I was separated with my companion and forgot which TV to buy. Luckily she (?) had marked it in the flyer. However, it was a 48", bigger than the stand we have. But I proceed with the purchase anyway.

Next, pickup. The system was like, you pay upstairs on the main floor where all the displays are, and then go to the basement to pickup the actually merchandise from convener belts like 1/4 size airport luggage carousel set on a table. Somehow my purchase had changed to a Mac and monitor by this time. The monitor was still 48" but it was old style with some thickness. The Mac was huge and heavy like a monitor stand. And then there was a third item which I forgot what... (seemed to be different from the one I picked up on the main floor.) The stuff was not small, so I grabbed 2 shopping carts, which back-fired. I couldn't look after both of them. And I anticipated that I would have trouble loading the stuff onto my car alone. So I asked for help. With the "Mac" in one cart, and the monitor still couldn't be found. I talked to a staff, who in turn brought me to another lower level worker who actually do the dirty job. This salt-and-pepper hair guy looked like a street bum. He probably hadn't shaved for a week and his clothes was dirty and messy. Nonetheless, I tried to communicate to him that one of my heavier item was still on the carousel, but he didn't listen, climbed up a leather, and disappeared into an opening that suppose to lead to the main floor. I was completely lost... and tried to get help from another staff.

Don't remember what happened after that. Probably woke up. This has gotta be related to the heavy old CRT TV sitting in our living room floor waiting for the day some strong arms show up and sent to recycle.

365 Cola

From last April, thank A for this one.

"Sweetened with 100% cane sugar." And it does taste better. How should I put it...? It tastes real. The other colas taste more artificial. It reminds me of soft drinks back when I was in grade school. Was cane sugar the norm? Or did I not know better?

Pee and spit

Weather's been bad and my back's been achy. (T_T) No energy too. Did I overdo yesterday's cleanup?

Brother came pick us up with his gang late afternoon and we all went to see dad. We went to his room because the living room was not big enough and we'd be disturbing other residences. The moment we opened the door... hell! Stunk like foul urine! He must have pee on the floor! (T_T) My nieces wouldn't go into the room. His spitting has gone worse. Waaaaay worse. He'd spit every few steps now! Unbelievable! That's dangerous for other residence as they may fall and break their hips! If that happens, it would be wheel chair for the rest of their life! Sigh...

Well... I AM glad that we don't have to clean up after dad any more, but he still makes us worry... in unreasonable ways. He IS a hazard to others.

After the visit, we went for an early dinner around 5:30 at a higher class Hong Kong style cafe restaurant. I don't know if it was the rain, but that place stunk like rotting plywood! There was no smile on the staffs' faces either. They all looked like they didn't want to serve anyone. Quality of the food was slightly better, but very salty. Sis-in-law was saying, Honolulu's portion is about the same but 2 bucks cheaper in average. That's at least a good 20%! Most of all, the staff over there are much more pleasant. Hmm...

After dinner brother came for a haircut and my nieces wanted me to show them web sites. (Pinky-related, but tonight's was mainly cats and Pokemon.) I kept dosing off at the desk after they went home. Yup, no energy.

Kitchen

Started cleaning up the kitchen today. There are stuff sitting in the cabinet blind-spot untouched for 20 years! Mom and dad's been saving plastic take-out containers for that long. Sigh... The plastic has disintegrated. Some are yellow and some are sticky. Gross. Some plastic bags containing mystery powder had turn brittle and leak content. Not to mention the elastic bands holding them together have all mummified.

Kept finding Popsicle sticks here and there. Both the original sets and mystery wooden ones that looked used. Gross!!! It must be dad. Instead of consolidating things, he likes to scatter them around. Besides that, tooth picks! Every corner, every crack and creases, he had to stuff something in there. Sigh... (T_T) As the excavation progressed, more "home made" sticks were found! There were hand cut pieces of unidentifiable plastic, and mutilated disposable cutlery. Gross...! (T_T)

Found a whole bunch of stuff... tea and food that have been sitting in old plastic jars. They were all swapped into glass jars. We have ample supply of jars that dad had been collecting, but lots of washing required.

Nevertheless, one corner had been cleared. It took a whole day. The result is 4 bags of garbage. Mostly used take-out containers and old Styrofoam stuff. We also threw away a bunch of seasonings that haven't been touched for a decade... maybe two. There were lots of loose packs of instant oatmeal, coffee, and drinks that don't have individual expiry date printed. They all go to the garbage can, of course.