I work for one of those companies that sells public records information. Much to my dismay, there doesn’t seem to be a single person named “Miles O’Tool” (or O’Toole) in the entire country. Dammit!
Dammit again - wrong thread. I am SO stupid. Sorry, folks.
Excellent, Shirley! I truly enjoyed the oratorial style in the OP, and can only say that it’s writings like these that keep bringing me back to SDMB, day after day. Cheers, Huzzah, and… yes… koo koo atchoo too.
Far more than the immediate subject matter, the thing that makes posts like yours so enjoyable for me to read isn’t the regular clickety-clack of the poster’s experience reeling off like a train on a long, straight track… it’s the double-thump of the unexpected track junctions, and the rattle of loose dishes somewhere in an unsecured buspan in the neighboring dining car of the poster’s mind which occasionally surface to claim the spotlight that make these trips the ones I’m glad you all share with me.
Just don’t manufacture large runs…
And Gazelle, I think you’re really on to something there with the unsanmitary napkins idea… 
If you just want the photo, then behold the TravelMate. I think the instructions become self-explanatory once you’ve seen it, but my knowledge of female plumbing is about as precise as my knowledge of the inside of an X-box, so take that for what it’s worth.
Shirley, great story. My condolences on your loss; I dread the day I have to go through similar (I have five siblings).
Jackelope the Travelmate looks just like the medicine spoons that you get free from a pharmacy for your kids.
I shant ever look at one of them the same way again.