Stephen751

I don't really like to fly anymore because the delays at both ends of the trip almost guarantees that if I'm wearing a paper diaper then it will leak. So when I have to fly I also have to wear a folded cloth diaper that, I know from personal experience, Won't Leak. The diaper pins do set off the alarms and only once did I ever have to open my pants to show that I really was wearing a pin-on Old Fashioned Cloth Diaper. The poor TSA kid didn't even know that there Were pin-on Cloth Diapers let along that someone could actually wear one. I thought it was pretty funny.

Most of my GF's haven't cared for the fact that I wear diapers, but they accepted it because what else could they do. The only times that I had my diapers changed by someone else were when I was hospitalized and once, by a neighbor lady, when I had the Flu so bad that I couldn't even get out of bed let alone changing my own diaper. The sad thing was that I was So Sick that I only know that it happened, she changed me several times, but I don't remember any of the details except for what she told me after I recovered.

I've always had very vivid and sometimes even Lucid Dreams about my diaper wearing. Before I got sick and spent a lot of time in the Hospital when I was seven I would dream I was standing in the front of class giving a book report and realized that I needed to pee... So I'd briefly looked down to see if I had a wet spot and realized that I had forgotten to put on my pants. Up to that point no one had noticed or said anything but as soon I I looked then everyone else noticed and there I was wetting my diaper in front of the entire class.

I just posted this over in the Incontinence section but it applies here also... I've always wet my bed and my Mother pinned me into cloth diapers every night because of it, but by the time I was twelve years old I learned how to wake up and stop before my diapers or bed got more than a drop or two so I was able to convince my Mother that I didn't need the diapers any longer. That worked out pretty good until about twenty four or twenty five when I started having enough wet nights that I began wearing a diaper to bed again. I didn't find out until I was forty two that I had some nerve damage in my lower spine that was probably from a birth defect. That along with my Diabetes and its associated neuropathy now has me back in diaper full time. I guess I'm kind of lucky because my mother always attributed my lack of control to my father (my mom and dad were divorced before I was born) and she and my Doctor always maintained that I'd Out Grow it... I never did… but for years I was able to hide my incontinence from almost everyone... which still comes in handy.

I've always wet my bed but by the time I was twelve years old I learned how to wake up and stop before my trainers or bed got more than a drop or two. That worked out pretty good until about twenty four or twenty five when I started having enough wet nights that I began wearing a diaper to bed again. I didn't find out until I was forty two that I had some nerve damage in my lower spine that was probably from a birth defect. That along with my Diabetes and its associated neuropathy has me back in diaper full time. I guess I'm kind of lucky because my mother always attributed my lack of control to my father (my mom and dad were divorced before I was born) and always maintained that I'd Out Grow it... I never did… but for years I was able to hide my incontinence from almost everyone... which still comes in handy.

Leaking is the main reason that I use cloth diapers and plastic pants. I've never found a paper diaper that didn't leak and I think the companies who make the darn things just don't know what they're doing. They seem to know how for baby diapers but they just refuse to scale them up for adult sizes.

My bowel management program every week sets me up for waking in a full diaper but I normally I get a good night sleep and fill it in the morning. I always wear cloth diapers with plastic pants to bed because I hate having a diaper leak on me. And I’ve learned from experience that a well folded and pinned cloth diaper never leaks. For me I need two days for bowel management, on Friday an hour before bed I take a 5mg Bisacodyl laxative tablet (I rarely get rashes because I use a thin layer of Desitine Cream and baby powder before I pin my night diaper on). If I haven’t had a bowel movement by the time I’ve eaten breakfast and drank my morning coffee I’ll change and shower and put another, but somewhat thinner, cloth diaper on and insert a 10 mg Bisacodyl suppository. The box says it works in 15 minutes but for me it takes around an hour to start working. I get up early so I sometimes go back to bed while I’m waiting but I also like driving up to the State Park and drive through to the other side then loop back and take the long way home. Either way it takes 3 or 4 hrs to finish filling up my diapers before I can change again and I’ve always liked the feeling of messing in my diapers while I'm sitting down so driving my car while messing in my diaper brings back all kinds of childhood Road Trip memories.

I've never like wearing anything but my diaper. My mother liked to dress me in Dr Denton’s with the feet but I complained so much that she switched to a Onesie (and that may have been before Gerber started making them) and I wore the ones she made for me up until I was 12. So today I almost always sleep in cloth diapers and Gary plastic pants covered with a tank top Onesie.

I've always wet the bed, my mother always said I was potty trained at 18 months. I guess I thought it was kind of funny because she would sometimes be telling that story while she was changing my diaper when I was 8 or 9. I never liked diapers as a kid but around 12 things started to change... Even though I really needed the diapers, I had learned how to wake-up when I started to pee, and then I'd stop. My diaper didn't even wet all the way through. Anyway I was able to convince my mother that she didn't have to put my diapers on anymore and she went along with it. It took another fifteen years for me to figure out that the diapers were a heck of alot more convenient and I sleep a whole lot better when I can just roll over and go back to sleep.

It has been a few years since I logged into Second Life (SL) but I never considered it to be a game because with all the customization that's available it's really a virtual world or worlds depending on who was doing what. Several of the professors at school were using Second Life as a virtual classroom so that students who were enrolled in their classes but living in other states could all meet at a common location for discussion and experimental interactions. One of the offshoots in SL was a private closed environment that was doing research on socializing students with severe autism. The students were unable to function in a regular classroom because of the cognitive overload and overstimulation of a real classroom environment but the students (with a little help and guidance from an SL mentor) were able to interact with the avatars of other autistic children and their mentors and gain real-time experience and practice with reading facial expressions and gestures. All in all I found it to be pretty interesting but the learning curve for the user interface did leave much to be desired.