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Part 4   My appointment letter indicated that I needed to have a few tests and that it was important that I arrived with a full bladder.   Helen arranged to take me to the hospital and before going said, “we must make sure you are well hydrated so that you arrive with a full bladder but let’s put on a clean nappy before you go as I’m sure the doctor won’t want to examine you with a wet one”.   We had to allow about an hour for the journey and we arrived nicely on time. The nurse at reception the asked me to take a seat but firstly asked me to provide a small urine sample. When I took the urine sample back she then said it was important to have a full bladder before I went to see the doctor so she insisted I drink a full tumbler of water. I couldn’t see how this could possibly work its way to the bladder before the appointment but I drank it anyway.   Unfortunately the doctor was running late and so we had to sit there for about 40 minutes. Helen could see I was squirming on my seat and in a loud voice suddenly said, “what’s the matter David, are you going to wet your nappy? You know perfectly well you’ve got to arrive with a full bladder”. I could see all the others in the waiting room looking in my direction and a little girl said “Mummy, is that man wearing nappies?”   At that moment a nurse came along and shouted out my name and asked me to come with her. Helen also followed though I could have done without that.   By this time my flood gates had opened and I had a very wet nappy.   We were greeted by the doctor who apologised for keeping us waiting so long and the said, “David I’ve got this referral from your surgery which seems to indicate that you are severely incontinent and that in your youth you had nocturnal enuresis until a very late age. Before we get on to that though I hope you have a full bladder because we need to carry out a small test. Just in the corner over there is a unit that looks like a small bucket and I need you to wee into it so that we can test your flow rate and capacity. The nurse will then carry out a handheld scan to see how much residual urine is left in your bladder.” At this point I said, “Well I did arrive with a full bladder but after such a long time I just couldn’t hold it”. At this point Helen suddenly said “I’m afraid this is the story of his life, he is hopeless at holding his bladder for any length of time” “Don’t worry David” said the doctor” this often happens, but we will do the test anyway”.   Having performed into the bucket the nurse then directed me to the examination table for an ultrasound, meanwhile I could hear Helen talking to the doctor about me and it didn’t sound as though she was painting a very rosy picture.   She had, for the previous week, been filling in a chart with all the details of my liquid intake, together with all the details of my wet nappies and the weight of them, and she was discussing this with him.   I had to take off my trousers for the ultrasound and then the nurse saw the state of my nappy. “My word”, she said, “that is a heavy pad, (they always like to call them pads instead of nappies as I presume they think it is more dignified!) I think you better take it off and we can put on a fresh one after the ultrasound”.   After the ultrasound the doctor came across and said that he just needed to examine my prostate. The nurse then brought in a Tena slip maxi put some cream all round my parts and deftly applied the nappy.   I then went across to the doctor. “Well David, your wife has been explaining to me all about you and in particular about your history. The urine sample you gave confirmed that you don’t  have any infection and your prostate feels normal. Generally at this stage I would carry out urodynamic tests but in your case I don’t think this would get us any further. I think it is quite clear that you have a very small bladder which is very overactive. I see that you have tried various medications without success. Helen was telling me about your history and how you have never really been dry at night and how even during the day there were always episodes of wetting all your life before using pads full time. You are very lucky to have such an understanding wife who I think is doing an excellent job”.   That was it then, Helen seemed to done all the talking and I was left feeling like a small child, without the opportunity to reply, who was clearly going to be in nappies for the rest of his life.   He went on “Your wife and I have both agreed that your current regime is as ideal as it can be in the circumstances but I will now refer you to the continence team who can then arrange supplies of pads on a regular basis. They will probably only be able to supply 4 a day but that should reduce the cost to you a bit even if you have to buy some supplies of your own”.   We got in the car to go home and after a bit Helen said, “Well that was highly satisfactory don’t you think, we have a diagnosis, we have a plan, we won’t have to buy as many nappies and you can settle in to your regime knowing that it is the best thing for you. You know I think secretly that you rather enjoy the security of your nappies with Heidi and I to look after you and that deep down you rather like the idea of being treated in a babyish way”.   I didn’t say anything in reply but we both secretly knew that she was right.   THE END   This is the first story I have written and it is very much based on my own experience and I would be very grateful for any comments on how it might be improved.    

Oznl, I have said a few times that you should write a book and I think that may have been interpreted “You should write a book about ABDL”. That’s not my suggestion. I think you should write (blog, article, book, etc) about whatever interests you or tickles you or makes you happy. Your writing style is captivating and engaging and you have amassed quite a following here over the last 7 and a half years. There is a world out there that may need to hear your perspective on a wide range of things and you seem to have the talent to be successful at it. When I read your updates, I am reminded of Dave Barry, an American writer and columnist. You have a gift and I wanted to encourage you to think about sharing that with more people than you might be able to reach here. Anyway, I always look forward to your updates and anecdotes.

Rei smiled happily at the praise before finishing her ants on the log and waited for her apron to be removed and put im the highchair. Kara smiled at Ms Angela and hugged her after putting her finishing touches on the ants on the log and looked up at her “Can you sit me next to Rei and Sophie I’ll let you decide to put me in a highchair or booster seat

Big problem is people rely too much on technology instead of good old common sense and doing things themselves instead of "Alexa" or technology.  Instead of getting up to turn off the lights, adjust the thermostat or lock their doors, they do it all through their smart devices.  This allows them to sit and continue their Facebook, Tic Toc, web surfing and not paying attention to what's going on around them.  It's just as bad as driving down the highway while texting and browsing on your smart phone instead of paying attention to the road.  Many years ago in my town on a beautiful sunny day a woman had to be rescued by the coast guard because, out for a walk on the pier with her family, she couldn't do without her phone long enough to simply enjoy the day, and she walked off the pier into Lake Michigan.  Simple fact is, you don't put something on the stove and walk away to do other things, especially playing around on your smart phone.  No one should be so irresponsible and wrapped up in their social media that they put stuff on the stove, walk away and forget it.  That's how houses burn down and people die in fires.

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