The Home Daycare-Trash Day
- Adam Lewis
- Jul 31
- 7 min read
Adam Koebel, is a trash collector in Ohio. He has been doing this work for years! Adam Koebel had been the neighborhood trash collector for nearly 8 years and had seen Adam wearing only his diapers while his mom pushed him in his disability jogger stroller.
My mom ran a home daycare during the weekdays while my dad worked as at Principal Business Enterprises who made Tranquility Adult Diapers.
My mom worked with over 15 diapered boys and girls weekly and the trash always had lots and lots of wet and messy diapers in it. In fact, my mom's home daycare had so many diapers to dispose of daily, that she had to get 32 gallon diaper pails just to handle the sheer amounts of diapers thrown away daily. Mom had to get three 32 gallon diaper pails and at the end of each day, she had at least two full diaper pails and half of the third to take out. The trash company gave my mom four 96 gallon toters to deal with the regular household trash and three of the toters to deal with just the diapers.
My Mommy and Daddy decided that since the urologist doctor told them that I was never getting out of diapers for the rest of my life that diapering me was going to get too expensive and they were unable to afford it.They decided that disposing of my diapers and I was the only solution to this problem and the state wasn't going to be able to afford to diaper me much longer, by providing diapers with the medical plan so, my parents called the local trash collector company and talked them into taking my diapers and I for disposal on a particular trash collection day. The trash company charged my parents for one week's trash collection to take my diapers and I, as well as my onesies, sleepers, and my leftover packs of disposable diapers, my 3,000 clean and formerly wet cloth pre-fold diapers, plastic pants, and all 50 of my pocket cloth diapers as well as my two diaper bags, one for my disposable diapers and one of my cloth diapers. At around 5:00 pm, mommy changed my diapers one last time then helped me off the changing table, wearing only my four layered cloth pre-fold diapers underneath my kleenex Huggies supertrim disposable diapers then put me into one of the three nearly full 32 gallon diaper pails and told me to stay there until she could take the can of my diapers and I outside to wait for the trash truck to come.
At around 8:00 that evening, she took me outside to where the row of four 96 gallon trash toters were, and she lifted the lid of the second one almost full of diapers and she helped me climb in and lay on my back on top of the loose, folded-over wet cloth and disposable diapers inside.
Adam: Mommy? Pllllease! Pllllease don't throw my diapers and I away! I don't wanna be put in here with all my....wet diapers and everyone else's!!!!
Mommy: Sorry baby, your dad and I can't keep you. Your diapers are costing us far too much! We already paid the nice trash company to take you and your...squishy diapers! You and....your diapers now belong to the trash company.
Adam: But Mommy!!!! Please! NOOOO AHHHH MAAAAN! I don't wanna go in that stinky, dirty diaper trash can!!!
Mommy: Sorry baby, you don't have a choice! You and your diapers now belong to the trash company. In a couple of days, you and the diapers will be taken by them to be disposed of.
Adam: Mommy!!! Noo!!!! Pllllease!!! Don't throw my...nice, freshly washed clean cloth pre-fold diapers away!!!! We just...washed them!
Mom: I know we did.....but now they are trash. Good thing too!
Adam: Heeeey!!!! No! Stop! Those are MY clean packs of my comfy disposable diapers! I NEED those!
Mom: Not...where YOU'RE going! The nice trash men don't care if the diapers are clean or dirty... it's just....trash to them! Like... you!I O...k...here we are..... it's time....to...get into the nice....trash can with all your nice, comfy diapers.....
Mommy then helps me up and into the second trash toter laying me on my back with my legs dangling over the side, in the row of six toters, three of which were used for my diapers and diapering trash.while the other three were for only regular trash. Then she emptied the two 13 gallon trash cans full of my wet cloth and disposable diapers into the toter I was in, the diapers falling onto my diapered waist, my tummy, my chest then around my head and my face before she lowered the lid which then rested on my thighs. Mommy then left me there and went back into the house for a long time.
I layed in the second 96 gallon toter with a small pile of my own wet cloth and disposable diapers on top of me as my legs dangled over the side. I could hear traffic on the streets, I could hear people talking as they walked by or walked nearby. If anyone cared, they would have stopped and tried to get me out from the 96 gallon trash can yet nobody did. As the afternoon progressed, the sun moved across the sky towards it's usual setting spot in the sky as I heard a rumbling sound of the janitorial crew coming to empty the daycare trash into my trash can since it was the one that was the least full. Suddenly, the lid went up and fell behind the can as a rush of cooler air seemed to rush around the diapers and I. The male and female janitors began to empty the first of six 32 gallon trash cans full of diapers and daycare trash into the can I was now in. I felt every pelt of the heavy and wet disposable diapers falling on my diapered waist, my tummy and my chest before some hands spread the pile of diapers out in the can so that quite a few of the folded-over wet diapers were now around my neck and head. Then, a few more disposable diapers with some of my four layered cloth pre-fold diapers still inside them were tossed in on top of my face and more around my head and neck.
Adam: Heeeey!!! That's my...face!!! Don't toss the open, wet diapers on my face!
Then somebody came and pushed down on the diapers and I rather hard so to try to make more room inside the 96 gallon trash toter I was in for the next full trash can full of even more diapers. The second can had most of the leftover clean cloth pre-fold diapers and quite a few of the unopened packs of my plastic-backed disposable diapers in it.
As the evening became night, the air became cooler and darkness fell all around me, like a blanket of shadows. Before I even knew that the sun had began it's new journey across the sky,, it began peaking out from behind the horizon casting it's rays upon everything. The air remained cool for quite some time as the sounds of hustle and bustle signaled the start of a work-day. As Adam Koebel and his trash collection crew were out and about collecting trash and diapers from as many residences as possible, Adam, inside the 96 gallon trash toter, wearing only his thick, bulky, crinkly plastic-backed disposable diaper with four layered cloth pre-fold diapers underneath, could hear the obvious sounds of Adam and his crew of trash collectors coming towards his house and closer and closer every 5 to ten minutes. Adam Koebel didn't care what was in the trash cans, if it was in the trash, it WAS going into the hopper no....matter what!
Adam inside the 96 gallon trash toter, was laying on top of 96 gallons worth of his folded-over wet cloth and disposable diapers with four opened packs of his clean, comfy plastic-backed disposable diapers on top of him.
Underneath the heavy plastic lid that was down, resting on Adam's thighs as his legs dangled over the side, Adam tried to sit up to see where the trash truck was. Adam couldn't sit up because of all the loose cloth pre-fold diapers that were piled up on his chest, his tummy and partly covering his diapered waist as well as 6 of his opened packs of his disposable diapers. Adam could hear the trash truck nearby. It almost sounded like it was just next door, the neighbors next door on either side of Adam had multiple peoppe also in diapers and they had at least two full toters worth of diapers each week. Adam, inside the toter, anxiously awaited the arrival of the trash truck because he was worried that the trash men woukd take him. Was mom just trying to scare him into behaving? Did mom actually mean that she was acrually disposing of his diapers, clothing and toys? Adam wondered where his diapers and him were going and what was going to happen to all of his nice, soft, cloth pre-fold diapers l, some of which had been freshly washed the day before. Adam lay there in anticipation, anxiously waiting to see what happened next....a few minutes later, the loud, rumbking of the trash truck signaled to Adam inside the toter that Adam Koebel and his crew of trash collectors had arrived.
Adam Koebel: (Jumping down and off the back of the truck) Look at THIS one...it has legs dangling over the side. Wonder why somebody would wanna throw their boy away? Must have done sonething....really bad to end up here!
Adam Koebel's co-worker: Whatever the problem is, they are in the trash, so, in they go into our nice....stinky garbage truck! Want...ME...to dump it or would YOU wanna do it?
Adam Koebel: Nah, I got it man!
Adam: (Inside the toter) Heeey! STOP! Heeey! Noooooooo! Quit it! I.....I....don't WANNA go in that.... that....stinky thing!
Adam Koebel: (Laughing a bit) I gotta....MAN! Sorry! It's my job!
Adam Please mister... Don't....toss my diapers and I into the stinky garbage truck!!! I don't wanna go in there... pllllease, please... don't make me.....Heeeey! Let...go of me....it...stinks in there!
Adam Koebel:
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