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I can not unsee what I saw today.
Today, my second day of my job.
Home Health Care, taking care of elderly and disabled in home
Be the second day with the same lady.
First day consisted of cleaning up 8 kitchen sized garbage bags with trash,
washing moldy dishes, all of them in her apartment were dirty
not to mention she has a cute little dog...
which ***** and pissed on the floor and she never cleans it up.
I clean all of this and more for at least four hours.
She has the bathroom locked and asks that I not use it.
I agree.
Second day, only a two hour shift.
She tells me she needs me to clean the bathroom.
OH MY GOD.gif
I nearly pucked at the sight let alone the smell.
**** .
Everywhere, the walls, the sink, the bath, floor, mirror, and just about anywhere but in the toilet.
Boil water and bleach and soak all of it.
I mop the floor so i can walk in there.
The smell...
Next a bleach the counters, the **** turning into a slimey gooey mess and dripping down onto the floor.
Smell intensifies.
I spray the **** on the walls with a bleach and tilex mix, when I go to scrub it comes on in thick chunks and gets in my glove.
I shut the door and puke.
I flush at least five times, and then I rinse the **** out of the bath.
I almost had gotten it all, when I see that her bathroom floor is slighty leaning towards the back wall behind the toilet.
A thick layer of dried **** , at least three inches thick.
Have to scrap it to get it up, mop it up. I leave the bathroom, smile, and tell her its done.
"thanks deary, I PROMISE, It'll never be that bad again....
As i left she complained of a upset tummy/diahhrea sensation.... I don't go back for 3 days...
Wish me luck
-vampchild
Today, my second day of my job.
Home Health Care, taking care of elderly and disabled in home
Be the second day with the same lady.
First day consisted of cleaning up 8 kitchen sized garbage bags with trash,
washing moldy dishes, all of them in her apartment were dirty
not to mention she has a cute little dog...
which ***** and pissed on the floor and she never cleans it up.
I clean all of this and more for at least four hours.
She has the bathroom locked and asks that I not use it.
I agree.
Second day, only a two hour shift.
She tells me she needs me to clean the bathroom.
OH MY GOD.gif
I nearly pucked at the sight let alone the smell.
**** .
Everywhere, the walls, the sink, the bath, floor, mirror, and just about anywhere but in the toilet.
Boil water and bleach and soak all of it.
I mop the floor so i can walk in there.
The smell...
Next a bleach the counters, the **** turning into a slimey gooey mess and dripping down onto the floor.
Smell intensifies.
I spray the **** on the walls with a bleach and tilex mix, when I go to scrub it comes on in thick chunks and gets in my glove.
I shut the door and puke.
I flush at least five times, and then I rinse the **** out of the bath.
I almost had gotten it all, when I see that her bathroom floor is slighty leaning towards the back wall behind the toilet.
A thick layer of dried **** , at least three inches thick.
Have to scrap it to get it up, mop it up. I leave the bathroom, smile, and tell her its done.
"thanks deary, I PROMISE, It'll never be that bad again....
As i left she complained of a upset tummy/diahhrea sensation.... I don't go back for 3 days...
Wish me luck
-vampchild
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