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    • I agree.  They are similar... but not exactly the same.   But, similar enough that I don't see any reason to be buying Trest any time soon.  
    • I have noticed a few posts of apprehension about going to hospitals and medical settings in diapers, so I thought I would share my experience. A few months ago I had a fall and broke some bones. We rushed to the emergency room with me in a Megamax. No one said anything about the diaper. They were too busy with X-ray and tests. And then left me waiting in the ER until a room opened up in the hospital. It's a good thing I was in a boosted Megamax because the wait lasted all day - for a good 14 or 15 hours of wetting. When I finally got to the room I started to tell the male nurse I needed a change. He said "Don't worry" and started to untape me. But instead of getting a diaper, he put an external catheter on me and then hooked it up to a long tube attached to a collection container on the wall. Every time I started to wet, a suction system came on with a whoosh and carried a little yellow puddle across the room and up the wall to the collection thing. It turns out the Ascension Hospital System doesn't want patients diapered. Fear of liability? Of diaper rash? Or what? Anyway it was a distraction in an otherwise boring situation. I and all my visitors could watch and listen to the travels of my pee across the room. All was well until the catheter slid off and puddled the bed. Efficient nurses fixed that with a little fiddling of my penis and a remade padded bed. Traveling to the bathroom for #2 involved unhooking me from the long tube and clamping off the catheter - until one nurse forgot to clamp, leaving a trail of yellow drops on the floor behind me. After 2 weeks, i was sent to rehab. It turns out the hospital did have diapers after all. They found the thinnest, least absorbent one imaginable, but it covered my butt for the trip to rehab in a backless hospital gown. The rehab center was a different story. They evidently expected patients to be diapered. And they expected patients to be incapable of changing themselves, which was ok since i had one arm out of service in a sling. The staff was mostly older women who must have been diapering patients for 40 years or more. It was simply "Roll over. Roll back. Clean you up. Tape." No talk. Just efficiency. They weren't supposed to use the Megamax I had brought with me. More fear of rash? Or a chance for an extra charge? But the night nurse liked the thicker diapers. At 2 am the light would come on. By 2:03 the light would go off, the door close, and I would be snug and comfy in a nice thick diaper. Some of my takeaways:  Whatever claims I had for dignity and appearance of control were taken away. (Of course lack of control is what diapers mean, anyway.)  However, I was always treated with dignity by the very professionalism and matter-of-factness of the staff. No unnecessary comments, no snickers, no complaints about having to deal with my bodily fluids. Another learning: the mostly unexplored little side of me kind of enjoyed trusting strangers to do such intimate things to my body. 
    • Sally was picked up and placed on the change table, feeling and hearing the audible squish from her full cloth diaper. She laid back passively as her old diaper was taken away, giggled as a big puff of powder emerged, and was relieved to have a nice dry pampers baby dry. Her tshirt had been leaked on, so until a spare shirt could be found, she was left in just her diaper. Blushing slightly, she walked past Rei, and made her way to the playdough table, just as Penny, in a similarly wet diaper, made her way to the change table, behind Rei.
    • Conflict coming...... I can't wait to see this dramatic turn. 
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