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It always makes me laugh when people write ‘prostrate’ … that’s what happens when you drink too much and are out cold on the floor prostrate!!! Prostate is the thing that provides the semen to get the sperm to it’s goal.  Well it used to as I had a radical prostatectomy six years ago. I was 69 and the cancer was diagnosed … DRE (digital rectal examination, yes, finger up the bum) biopsy, unpleasant, then the operation. I was already incontinent as I had been on and off during my life, but I like nappies so ….  I told the surgeon and he said that I would probably never regain any continence, I told him I did not mind … he was very surprised!!! The prostate gone and the down side for me was no erections. I found that very emasculating. I enjoyed masturbating but now it is a droopy affair with an unfulfilling outcome, but hey, I am still here and enjoying other aspects of my life. I still enjoy the nappies and wear ABDL versions as my mind likes to play tricks as it tells me that I don’t have a ‘medical’ problem rather a childish problem that might, or might not, go away.  My cancer has come back as it does in 40% of cases, but I am lucky enough to have availability of a MR Linux machine, the very latest tech, that very accurately nukes the cancer cells. Yesterday I went in for my treatment in a ‘peek-a-boo’ nappy and paid on the machine while the brilliant girls did their stuff in the control room.  I hate that I have cancer but am happy in my nappy. Hey, I am 76 and I have a few more bits they can chop out before I am done, oh yes, there are some more miles in the old dog yet!!!!!

When I was admitted to the ICU recently the nurses were undressing me and discovered my black MegaMax. @NorthShoreAdam they thought it looked like a garbage bag.

Again Charlotte gets off lucky TBH. By now Lucille has made several public appearances with full compliance. Being a little ornery or bratty is a fair tradeoff. So Lucille recovered enough to curtsy, followed by weeks of practice for her public ballet performance. But when she's not dancing, her legs have atrophied enough that she's faster on her knees. Gotta wonder if stuff like tablet time might be messing with her fine motor skills. Maybe she's strong enough to be trained and conditioned, but under her own cognizance her body freezes up. The royals' precious little dancing marionette. 

I can't remember the last time I had a non-squishy poop. I went through some times I had severe constipation, so am happy just to poop nearly every day. I used to have to lift my bottom up to poop but now I can do it sitting (just have to be careful it doesn't squeeze up and out of the diaper in the back like a toddler with a diarrhea blowout).

Right now I'm wearing nothing but a t-shirt, a twice-wet (but far from full) Masterpiece, and shorts I put on so I could go out front (back yard has 6-foot fence and I go out there in a diaper or nothing at all. On laundry day I customarily wash everything, so all I wear is a diaper.