Smell Ya Later

It’s not the first thing you notice when you step on the NBU.  No, that’s the noise.  But if you visit often enough, you’ll come to the same conclusion that I have.

The NBU could use some Glade Air Freshener.

It’s quite possible that it’s because I visit mostly at meal times.  Anyone who has been in a hospital or a nursing home knows that the food doesn’t smell appetizing.  It’s not like walking into Cipriani’s in downtown Manhattan. It’s hospital food.  

Canned green beans, instant whipped potatoes, oven-fried chicken… ok, the chicken sounds all right, but seriously? 

P-U.

And (I know it’s a shocker, but bear with me, I’m going to be a little, ahem, indelicate here), individuals with autism and other developmental disabilities don’t have the same, well, “issues” surrounding flatulence as you and I do.

Better out than in, Shrek always says.

I swear, Larry T. could make his butt a flame-thrower at dinner. If he had a lighter and some fraternity brothers, they could really light that shit UP. 

Of course, he’s not alone.  Conor has no problem squeezing one out during dinner.  Or any other time, for that matter.  We all get a good chuckle out of it.  Sometimes, even Conor chuckles.

(I do require that he say “Excuse me” though. We must mind our manners, even if we have autism.)

In all seriousness, it’s a fact of life that individuals with cognitive, intellectual and/or developmental disabilities may have difficulty being toilet trained.  It’s not surprising. They eat, sleep, and poop, just like you.  (I’m looking the other way.  Roses, baby.  Roses.) 

On top of this, they probably have sensory issues, making this fact of bodily function difficult for them.

It’s life, you know?  And life can be stinky.  That’s cool.  That’s why SC Johnson has introduced the Limited Fall Collection of new scents. Leaves crunching, the cocoon of a wool sweater, hot cider on a brisk afternoon, you can brighten those gray fall days with bursts of citrus, clove and red berries.

Now, could someone please help Shavonne change Maureen, ‘cause I’m DYING over here.