Toxic waste

Dinh, a Vietnamese father of 2 was in for vomiting and diarrhea. He was already improving after about 1 day of symptoms. I was nearly knocked over, though, when I entered the room. It was the strongest ripest diaper smell possible. My nurses usually impressed with my fortitude of ignoring unpleasant smells, but this was over the top. I looked around the room at the 2 and 3 year olds toddling around the room, and asked, "Does someone have a poopy diaper?" The man, barely functional in English, finally got the message. He looked into the diaper of little Tran. Oh, I guess she needs a change. "I have a stuffy nose so I couldn't smell anything, he explained." He changed the diaper in the bathroom and left the diaper in the trash there. Nursing drew straws for a toxic emergency swat team to remove the offending trash bag to the outdoor dumpster. After a few sprays of air freshener, and a laugh, we were back to normal operations. Several women I know have wondered out loud whether the 'Y' chromosome confers an ability to ignore all needs of the house and children. Now I can understand their comment!