The Mansion-Trash Day

                The Mansion-Trash Day

A wealthy mom gave birth to me, yet little did they know that later on, when it came to trying to potty train me, that was going to be medically impossible due to my disability. My mom and dad took me to over 10 different doctors, urologists,  neurologists and psychologists all trying to figure out why I wasn't able to be potty trained and be out of diapers. Exausted and completely frustrated, my mom and dad were fed up! M mom and dad tried to give me up for adoption but tjere wasn't any facility that had the type of care or room for a person with my type of problem. This frustrated my mom and dad even further and made tjem even more desperate to get rid of my diapers and I. Being such a wealthy family, this meant that they had a reputation to protect, they worried about what everybody else thought about them having a diapered 14 year old boy who couldn't be potty trained. Having to constantly check and change diapers, put their diapered teenager into an adult sized crib,  take him around the neighborhood park in his large sized jogger stroller, 

letting everyone see him in his diapers, and what the rumors were and the gossip was around the neighborhood.  One night, after a long day, both Mom and Dad began talking while sitting up in bed before going to sleep. 

Dad began to talk about how it was time to do..."something" about their diapered son...and he was thinking about simply calling the trash collection company and paying them as much money as was fair to take the boy and all of his diapers, onesies, sleepers, fully stocked diaper bags, and anything else they would take. Mom was horrified at just the thought! I mean....how could the just...simply throw.....their son away like his wet diapers! I mean....come...ON! Throwing their son and all of his diapers, clothing away, what would everyone think???? Quite the...predicament they were in! 

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