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Reis school day moved by pretty quickly after walking out the school doors “Math so hard  luckly no homework today.” She mumbled  before spotting a car she never seen but a saw a familiar face “ Miss Gauri?” ( I could always change it after I thought it would be a nice surprise 

Last week my beloved spent most of it away travelling for her work duties. Since it’s been a while since I last checked in with my urinary sphincters, I decided to spend the three-days-and-two-nights in an effort NOT to use nappies to see where things stood. For the benefit of those just joining this chronicle, this isn’t an experiment I will conduct in her company.  Any hint of resile from my strange choice would be at once to ignite futile hope in her and invite a replay of earlier battles as I inevitably sought to recapture my hard-won nappy rights as I went back into them.  It’s just better to do it when she’s not there. So, in a strange reversal of what passes for “normality” in our world, the absence of my beloved afforded an opportunity to sneakily NOT wear nappies. I DID wear nappies though.  I just resolved not to wee in them. During the daytime I wore a dismal pull-ups (all pull ups are dismal in my experience) because my last piece of underwear is my last piece of underwear.  Like a dead-sea scroll, that garment is impossibly old, perilously fragile and probably best not peed on.  There’s also the fact that unlike the dead-sea scrolls (note the plural), I have only ONE pair of underwear so it’s probably even more valuable that I preserve it. And so, the full absorptive might of the “Molicare Mobile Maxi” (8 drops: a rare example of truth-in-advertising) was deployed.  For all of its pee-holding prowess, I might as well have worn a dead sea scroll but that was beside the point.  It’s a great product to use when your intent is to stay dry.  Otherwise it’s useless. How did it go? For those waiting patiently for me to declare a total and irreversible slide into urinary incontinence there lies disappointment ahead. I am still not incontinent.  I have urgency, frequency, weak flow, episodic voiding, post-void dripping and a partridge in a pair tree.  All of this was annoying without my nappies but it was never catastrophic. During the day, pee urges appeared frequently and went from zero to 60 miles per hour with drag car performance.  I was quite impressed with that trick.  I could go from being unaware of my bladder to clutching at myself in a manner that would be wildly unacceptable, well pretty much anywhere in around 60 – 120 seconds. I suspect a road trip down to Brisbane sans nappy would be a risky affair. When I did pee, the stream was weak and took ages.  Just like it had on earlier experiments, pee arrived like a Charles Dickens novel: in a series of instalments.  As a kind of postscript, there were usually a few unavoidable drips afterwards.  I’d noticed this during my brief stay-dry effort during Tropical Cyclone Alfred where over the course of 24 hours, I wound up damp anyway but since this seepage was less than 8 drips, the Molicare pullup held it - just. The key thing here though is that every pee happened because I chose to.  There were a few moments where I think there was a chance I was about to do something on “automatic” but I never went over the edge, catching it in time.  Perhaps after a week or so that might not happen.  It’s true that novelty of NOT using nappies was marked. At night, mindful of the ceaseless rain-squall weather’s effective prohibition on washing our mattress protector, I sought safety in pull-on BabyKins cloth diapers and plastic pants.  These I donned seconds before bed after a final pee-before-retiring. Despite recent experience suggesting to the contrary, I did not “wet the bed” on either night.  This was a little frustrating as it meant two nights of crappy, disturbed sleep. I would wake up within 90 minutes of falling asleep and spend a few minutes pretending I didn’t need to pee. I would then get up and spend a minute or two dribbling anaemically into the toilet. I would then spend another hour trying to fall back asleep. A couple of hours later, I’d do that again. On the second night, I had a “pee dream” so vivid that I woke and simply assumed I’d wet myself but amazingly, I had not.  My Babykins terries were dry enough apart from the obligatory drop or three that go there presumably after my last wee for the day. We’ll never know if the bedwetting drought would have been broken on the third night as my beloved returned and I immediately reverted to using my nappies.  I then more or less immediately forgot about bedwetting and suspect it then started happening again. It was nice finishing a week without a mountain of washing or a wheelie bin that weighed as much as a sow and smelled like one too but it definitely felt odd. The conclusion to all of this is that things looked pretty much the same as they did last time I “tested”.  It’s possible that the urgency is coming on a bit quicker and I’m not seeing it due to the “frog in a saucepan” effect but it’s also possible that nothing has happened.  You’d have to start wondering at this point if this might not be as far as things go using the “au naturel” method.

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I believe so... I've untrained for nights and it now happens randomly even when I'm not trying to make it happen (and sometimes when I sort of don't want it to happen) The process didn't totally wreck my daytime control. Although I do get some leakage during the day (so I wear during the day too) it's not the level of "gushers" that happen during night time accidents. I suspect the day leakage may be a different physiological cause than the bedwetting all together. Of course, training to wet the bed isn't going to exactly strengthen day continence (For me at least, I don't think it wrecked it either)