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 The Estate (C)2003 d.  edwards/san francisco

   Chapter 39

   Delores swept into the nursery later that afternoon after her meeting
with the Director, busy with the details of her plans and annoyed at not
being able to get away sooner.  Turning the corner of John's bed she was
surprised to see a small crowd of young nurses kneeling around John in the
play area, one of them holding his head in her lap while Julie was showing
them how to change and clothe someone his size.  Scattered about were
disposables, cloth diapers, liners and plastic panties and an assortment of
different outfits.  At the moment they had him dressed in a pale pink
gingham baby-doll playset and Delores had to clap a hand over her mouth to
keep from laughing as one of them struggled to get the rhumba panties over
his padded bottom.  She noticed he was subtly undermining the young woman's
efforts, trying his best to resist having them put on without appearing too
uncooperative.  She moved into his field of view, and immediately upon
seeing her John started to try and squirm out of the nurses hands.  The
young woman trying to dress him wasn't giving up so easily and trapped his
legs under her hips as she rocked him from side to side, eventually
succeeding in getting the panties all the way on, snapping the crotch
closed as the others around her began laughing and applauding her efforts.
John's face was beet red at their dressing him, and it was clear to Delores
from the diaper paraphernalia lying around that they'd skinned him down and
back up again several times.  She gave him a stern look, causing John to
stop struggling as the nurse finished straightening his outfit, the
expression on his face making it clear that he was less than happy with
this situation and about to boil over.  She realized, with the change in
her plans for him, that she needed to speed up his process, and that
nipping his impending tantrum in the bud was an excellent place to start.
Looking down at him she asked the nurses to review the day with her. 
Holding John with her eyes she listened as they recounted changing him with
a variety of diapers for different times of day, how they were to use
various creams for preventing rashes, the kind of lotions and powders to be
used on his skin after baths.....  As they talked she kept her eyes on
John's, seeing his anger begin to retreat as their words reminded him of
just exactly who he was to them, and more importantly, to her.  She smiled
gently at him and then interrupted their discussion by turning to Julie and
asking, ''Has he had a bowel movement today?'' Julie thought for a moment
and shook her head 'No' slowly, looking at Delores for a clue as to where
she was heading with this.

   ''How many of you have changed him this morning?'' she asked, turning to
see several hands raise up around her.

   ''He was dry I presume, after the first diaper?'' They nodded in unison.


   '' OK then, lets see what you know about our patient's bowel habits.''
she said, kneeling down beside John and beginning her lecture.

   ''He's been here three whole days, today being the fourth'', she
began,placing her hands on his chest.  ''He's consumed about 36 to 48
ounces a day of formula and water and has begun wetting at least twice a
day, but hasn't passed any solid waste.  Anyone have any idea why?'' she
asked.  Hands raised around her.  She pointed to one.

   ''He's most likely got some remaining 'outside' food still in his colon,
and the stress of his...'' she motioned to John lying there in his rhumba
panties, ''probably has stressed him into constipation'', she concluded,
seeing Delores nod in approval.

   ''That's excellent, very good.  Your name?'' she asked the young woman.

   ''Lisa, ma'am'', the girl replied, smiling at the compliment.

   ''OK, Lisa, can you tell me a recommended procedure for helping him move
his bowels?'' Lisa thought for a moment and answered, '' It's been almost
four days, and we don't know how long it was since before he was brought
here.  I'd want to have him move his bowels almost immediately, perhaps
with an enema or maybe a suppository.'' she said.  ''Just to be safe,'' she
added hastily.  Delores nodded approval.

   ''Very good, that's probably what we should do...'' she felt John tense
up beneath her hands, his heart racing against her right palm.  She rubbed
him gently, looking down and seeing the nervous chewing of his pacifier and
the alarm in his eyes.

   ''Julie, can you bring me some suppositories?'' she asked, and Julie
rose to get them.

   Chapter 40

   Kneeling down to John's level she cupped his head and whispered in his
ear, ''There's nothing to be embarrassed about, sweetheart, we've all seen
your bottom; there's nothing to hide or be ashamed of.'' She heard him
whimper as his eyes clouded over with tears.

   ''Shh.....'' she soothed, ''This won't hurt and it will be over in an
hour or so.  You'll feel so much better.'' She straightened up and directed
the young women who had dressed John to unsnap the rhumba panty and the
diapers underneath.

   '' So sorry to undo all your hard work.'' Delores said, getting laughter
from the other nurses as the girl unsnapped the panty and worked it down
off his legs.  She then began to undo his diaper, pulling the velcro wrap
apart and folding the diapers and extra liner under John's bottom.  With a
glance at Delores to proceed she then took his heels and began to raise
them up over John's body, pulling his cheeks apart to reveal his wrinkled
anus and scrotum.  He started to moan at the humiliation of being exposed
to all these young women, his body twisting in discomfort as the nurse
faltered at the difficulty of holding his legs in the air.

   ''OK, you nurses, you're supposed to be the experts.  Anyone know how to
help her with this situation?'' Delores asked, getting blank stares around
her.Turning to Julie she motioned to one of the cabinets along the wall. 
Julie brought back a large elastic cloth loop, about four feet in diameter,
handing it to one of the nurses who passed it around to the others.

   '' This is a Loop'', Delores explained, getting a chuckle from them. 
''It's to help hold a patient's legs without any additional support. 
Anyone want to try?'' Lisa moved over next to John and taking the cloth
from the head nurse, wrapped a fold over John's ankles, pulling the rest
through to make a simple loop there, and then, raising his legs, opened the
other end and pulled it over his head and around his shoulders, using the
tension to keep his legs suspended off the ground.  John was now completely
exposed, his legs well in the air and his stomach muscles not straining
with the effort.  She sat back proudly.

   ''Very good, Lisa!'', Delores exclaimed, impressed at her ingenuity. 
''Because the cloth takes all the load he can be kept this way for hours
without any serious discomfort if needed.'' She saw John's face pale with
alarm at that suggestion.  He was now flushed with the agony of being
exposed this way as several pairs of hands ran over his legs and inner
thighs.

   ''Do you recall how to administer a suppository?'', she asked the young
nurse who nodded confidently.  ''Well then, I'll let you take over here,''
she said, getting up suddenly, ''You can page me when you're finished and
have him diapered and dressed.'' Without looking back at John she made to
move out of the room.  His cry followed her and she paused at the edge of
the carpet to look back.  Several pairs of women's hands held him firmly to
the floor as his pale face appeared between his legs, frightened at her
leaving him, his eyes pleading to please make it stop.

   ''Call me if there's any trouble'', she said, her eyes directly on John,
making her message clear.  He collapsed back under the nurses' gentle
hands, his wail of distress causing them to press close and soothe him. 
Delores left the room, pausing outside the door to take a deep breath and
wipe the tears from her eyes.

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