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FWIW my first experience with any of this was when I was hospitalized in Cody WY (a very good place to be hospitalized) while on a Road-trip. Home is OH but in Cody I was unable to Pee due to blood-clots (cause unknown then). They got me unclogged & taught me how to maintain & irrigate my Foley (aggressively). I found I was not pissing while seated. I had some sense of the problem being in between the back of my scrotum & my rectum. So I sat on a 'horseshoe' neck-cushion with its snap fastened; open-end-forward; my butt's 1st-2 points of contact on the rear of the cushion. I was able to drive home sitting on that thing, with the reassuring warmth in the tube to my leg-bag (indicating all was well). I don't know if my experience is universal or what--but I have to sit on one of those cushions even to pee with a Foley installed, or somehow I squeeze it shut at 20Fr. Might be worth researching but just now I'm a little busy with a few other issues. Best regards, all.

Every 3 months or so my Urologist goes in with a scope, because I get recurring Bladder-polyps & those are usually (slow-growth) malignant. So those lead to a visit (with me out like a light) via a 27Fr Resectoscope. I wake up wearing a 20Fr Silicone Foley & usually with no noticeable pain. Often my wee Mushroom-cap is tumescent without the shaft of my Peepee getting involved. Sometimes (independently of those 2 parts) the lips of my Peehole are blushing & pouting, apparently on a separate schedule. This Erectile-Diversity (E.D) fascinates me to no end--as does wearing such an intimately-attached leash! Thus far the longest I've worn one is 3 weeks (with no ill effects). More to come, probably, but not now! Best regards!

(without courting a "tl/dr" verdict on purpose) At 52 in 2002, I was hospitalized with a ~15-minute fever/chills cycle & wondering how I could feel so ill without having partied at all. Was told I had a Prostate-infection & blood-glucose over 200mg/dl; infection 'upstream' as far as my kidneys with byproducts in my blood. I was put on some IV antibiotic via an Abbot® pump (risky, the Doctors said, but less-risky than not doing it). I could feel *things* happening inside me that were not painful; just foreign to me. ~3 days later I was told I'd been given only a 50/50 chance of making it the first 48 hours. Back home I was feeling much better & noticing I now had quite a playful, easily-excited bladder giving me frequent piddling surprises. I found it only excited me--as did recognizing I'd have to start learning about & buying Adult-Diapers. I also noted my penis seemed shorter & only able to point; not dangle at all. I'd been weighed while being admitted & remember somebody saying "262 pounds." The share of that weight that fattened my Suprapubic-Triangle was engulfing my waterspout (which now barely erected to a whopping ~2¾" aimed below horizontal; about half what I measured when it stood straight up when I was younger). But somehow that excited me (especially how infantile it looked when it retracted into itself (less than an inch & my wee mushroom-cap hidden from view). During my 20 in Uncle Sam's Nephews (USN) (1969--1989) we Enlisteds were warned that a host of things the Navy disapproved-of would make us grow BOOBS while our manhood would shrink permanently. The list grew & grew--eventually to include belly-fat (but strangely not the beer it was ASSumed had caused the belly-fat). I suspected it was more about what they thought would scare a younger man the most--than about any medical reality. Today at 70 I don't recall ANY of those dire warnings including that my bay-window (out there like a huge '3rd-BOOB' leading my parade now) would also make me love my moobs, my micropenis & my spontaneous Piddling! But I self-identify NOW as an "Adult-Toddler/Diaper-Lover (AT/DL) completely delighted that my Nipples blush & erect more often than does my Little Peepee. Who knew my Belly had such power?! Best regards, all.

Uh... Can't see myself trying it, unless I knew the Waitress extremely well & she was a kindred spirit ?

(with respect) where did you get 350ml..? Doing my homework after a severe Prostate-infection left my urinary system rewired, I found normal adult male capacity listed as (approx) 1 liter; normal adult-female capacity listed as approx 600ml. The sources I used seemed to agree these were statistically PROBABLE amounts. One source added that most humans will pee (involuntarily) at ~3/4 of their maximum capacity (a natural defense against rupturing one's bladder). FWIW too long & off-topic a story why, I kept track of my output with large laundry-product jugs & a cheap digital scale once, for most of 2 years. I found out my personal best was a liter in a single go--not quite daily but often enough I decided it wasn't a big thing. This was after that medical adventure I mentioned, so "holding-it" was not an option. At some point my Playful, Easily-excited Bladder goes off, with little or no warning. Whenever I broke 1 liter, it was with only the average sense of urgency. Hope this has been helpful. Best regards!

200+ days ago, I had a triple-bypass. Among the things I woke up with, I was wearing Hospital-issue, open-toe compression-stockings I was encouraged to keep them on, even while taking a sponge-bath. I was told I might have to wear such footwear the rest of my life; SOME Bypass-patients need that, depending on how many lower-leg-veins are harvested to become Coronary arteries. What this has to do with this forum: it looks like my legs recovered just fine, BUT (as an "Adult-Toddler") I looked down at those strange white socks(?) & pictured them with the sort of Alphabet-Blocks (in various colors) one sees printed on Baby-Diapers. To wear such things myself, I would need the kind with zippers. I'm 70 & quite the Exhibitionistic Toddler, so it would work for me (for now) to wear Alphabet-block compression-socks that don't do much but advertise my lifestyle when a trouser-leg rides up. Later I might need to pay a bit more & buy some that actually work. But I can only buy them if there is a source. No hurry, but I figure I'm not the first to have this idea. Best regards, all.

As "Day-106" draws to a close, I'm looking forward to official Cardio-rehab. I think it should have begun a bit sooner, but we got hit with such colds about a month ago I suspect it was some strain of FLU our heroic CDC (overtaxed as that noble institution is with its political self-anointings) somehow overlooked. I believe it would be wise to let it lie there (following with ceaseless diligence in the illustrious footsteps etc., etc., etc). We told various Health-care Professionals we were ill-enough we didn't want to share whatever we had with ANYONE & thus learned quite a few people also suspected FLU. Other things-learned: Those scare-sheets that come with prescribed medications should be READ; then SAVED in some organized manner; then READ AGAIN periodically. I've learned either my usual attention to detail has new limits when processing some level of new material--or I just found those limits where they've been. All the stuff I've had to learn how to do differently (or to STOP doing for now) adds up to a mess of new material to process. There could be more to share, but (to my delight) my Playful, Easily-excited Bladder has become more insistent of late! Best regards, all.

Was that a Latex or a Silicone Foley? I ask because I've an allergy that rules-out latex (& no desire to find out how my body might react to a latex Foley, no matter how it might be) For me it's a rough ride going IN, but taking one OUT has always been easy. I use the red plastic tube from a spent "Dust-Off®" can to push the pin on the inflation-valve & hold it down as I begin to pull; it slides right out!

Wow... My Triple-Bypass-day was 01 August this year! At 69 I was experiencing NO ominous symptoms--just a decline in stamina I'd written-off to how it feels (in my case) to be this age! I owe my Primary-Care Person my life; she saw something she didn't like in 1 of my EKGs (which come regularly before the Roto-Rooter for recurring Bladder-polyps), so she started the ball rolling--which led to a Heart-Cath--which changed an Outpatient-visit where I live to a "Come-As-You-Are" party a ~2¾-hour Ambulance-ride from there. I'm still on various restrictions to protect my sternum (no lifting, pulling, pushing or dragging anything over 10# & no driving). But I guarantee you there is NO better place to get your chest cracked in Ohio--than Riverside Methodist Hospital in Columbus! I'm still processing the rest. I found this thread while casting about, looking for a place to share why I've been absent from D.D. as long as I have. Oh... I scored a 10-foot (Android-compatible) phone-cord in a Kroger™ store, now that my Hospital adventure is behind me. They don't want you getting-up AT ALL without using the call-button & waiting for help (much LESS to try improving your position so your phone can be charging while you tweet). I'm sure there is more, but not tonight. Best regards, all.

May I recommend searching "hyponatremia" (fairly confident of the spelling) Everything we pee that isn't H2O is still just as absent after drinking water to replace it. Diuretics taken for fun CAN be no fun at all. I urge those interested in playing with them: please do your homework & approach with caution (if at all). Best regards, all.

This topic *could* matter, so it's good to see it being discussed. When I describe myself as an "Adult-Toddler," I put it in quotes because I can almost hear someone thinking "yeah--riiight" (regardless of whether that person CALLS me an AB/DL-in-denial or not) --& it excites me a bit to picture myself being accused. I'm too articulate & self-propelled to qualify as a Baby (as I reckon it), so I'm likely to turn up anywhere & possibly barefoot up to my navel or maybe up to my chin. It seems normal to me STILL to have no expectations of visual (or tactile) privacy, whether as a Toddler or as a Baby (a Baby having perhaps just a bit lower expectations of privacy)...

I was hospitalized in August 2002 with a fast-moving Prostate-infection (felt mildly ill in the morning; was cycling between fever & chills ~every 15 minutes by mid-afternoon in the ER). Home 3½ days later I only had a Toddler's level of urinary control & found it exciting--not distressing. 17 years later I still only enjoy wearing a (disposable) Adult-Diaper & it only excites me when my Playful, easily-excited bladder surprises me. I've shared bits & pieces of my story here before but didn't see any contributions of mine in this thread. That infection did some interesting things to the way my nerves are wired (Sexual vs Urinary). As it happens I do not consider anything there broken & am not about to go under the knife to get it fixed. I've had the "microwave" Prostate-therapy once (mid-2004) & I doubt I will roll THOSE dice again; my outcome was acceptable to me, but I understand it didn't end well for some. Before I share the rest of that story, let's see if this much actually flies; I've been away from D.D. for a while. Best regards, all.

At risk of being called-out for reviving a dead-thread: It's less than a year old, & I remembered a few more things. Ever catch something with a finger or a thumb & propel it ...vigorously in some direction (when you never meant-to)..? Well, while I was still in that hospital, one of the Nurses working on unclogging my Foley caught it thus, accidentally, & pulled it rather hard. She was horrified, but my point is that I only FELT it hit the stop (the inflated little balloon) inside my bladder; there was no pain to it at all--I only felt it! It didn't break anything. After reassuring her she had not damaged me & I had seen it as an accident, I resumed my fascination re: having this "LEASH" so intimately attached. I found I'm elastic-enough I PEED past it once when it clogged--pushing a clot I've mentioned down the OUTSIDE of that 20Fr Foley with no discomfort. I wore store-brand "Training-Pants" Adult-Diapers the rest of the Road-trip that medical adventure had interrupted, just in case--but never leaked again. The Hospital turned me loose with a good supply of Surgi-lube™ to apply to the outside of my Foley while working it in & out (between its "stops"). I noticed when I emptied my bag & while irrigating, I was passing little bits of what looked like white LINT. At the time, I guessed it was whatever had caused the bleeding in the first place--healing & shedding. I know more normal healing doesn't form white scabs, but my experience with scabs & healing (to that point) had been limited to scabs forming in air--not forming submerged in my Bladder. I now conclude what I was seeing actually WAS lint from the insides of those Disposables; "walking" up from my Peehole to my Bladder as my Foley moved (well-lubricated) in & out! I share this FWIW; it still only fascinates me. My next stop is long-enough SOUNDS to reach into my Bladder, to keep improving my elasticity. However large is the largest Clear Silicone Foley they make (30Fr? larger?) I want one--one day. Best regards, all.

Since my previous post to this thread, I have learned (from a Urologist) that a 20Fr Silicone Foley is resistant to being kinked or pinched flat when installed in male anatomy; smaller sizes may give one more grief. Getting cathed has never been fun for me, but in my experience it hurts MORE if done in a hurry. Best regards, all.

I was introduced (fully) to the concept as a 9-y-o in a 3rd-grade classroom. No one but the most kiss-up 9-year-olds had a voice in what the resolutions were, but the pretense was that, once written in somebody's tablet-paper they were codified & would be enforced. "Enforcement," fortunately, seemed limited to tallying up the infractions & letting 3rd-grade-gossip supply the dread of consequences to come (which never came). But it persuaded me that "New Years Resolutions" were part of the world defined by those 3rd-graders whose voices were HEARD (accusation, however-slight, being sufficient for a GUILTY verdict). So I don't DO N Y Resolutions and I've kept that one successfully, myself. Best regards!

Thanks! My best (serious) guess is that it has to do with getting another wire or skinny cable through a run of conduit. As such an adventure is in my plans, now I know (maybe) where to look for tools to get it done with less grief. Whatever I may learn, I will return here & share if I find this thread again. Best regards!

I saw it this year. What struck me was a conspicuous LACK of nudge-nudge, wink-wink, smirking as if revealing something just to "Shock-the-Grownups." IMO there is a foot-race of sorts: on 1 side, our lifestyle is, & will always be a grade-school joke; on the OTHER side, people wear Diapers for a variety of reasons and SO WHAT. The latter gained some ground that night! No matter WHY one wears a Diaper to that particular celebration (multiple answers may all be legitimate), or WHAT else one gets out of it--in THAT time & place it still makes perfect sense (to the extent even GOING there makes any). What I perceived, watching that on some TV Evening-"news" show, was a good thing.

I've used "Belted-Undergarments" (nowadays called "Belted Shields" by the same industry) mostly, since my adventure began in August-2002. They unbutton, so I can change without disturbing my footwear or dropping my pants lower than knee-level. I have a couple of jackets with 'smuggler' inside-pockets (the outer pocket sewed to other seams so it won't sag). Both my heavier one and my lighter one can smuggle 1 or 2 spare Belted-Diapers in Ziploc™ bags without looking it--my "boyish figure" is that of a potbellied toddler with no butt anyway, so I bought the coats a size or 2 larger in the middle. People see some old fat guy & pay no further attention, mostly--except every once in a while when a lady's eyes lock onto my belly & points-south as if she had X-Ray-vision & was ...entertained (which I don't mind a bit). I have yet to get any grief using a public bathroom (but If anything just doesn't look right, I'm wearing my Adult-Diaper so stopping in any particular one is optional. Best regards, all.

(with respect) MY playful, easily-excited Bladder is my *other* 'Naughty-Playmate;' I never know when it's going to surprise me with a swarm of "PEE-GASMS" but I'm sure I don't want it fixed. I'm 68 & have been an involuntary Piddler with a Sexualized urinary system since I was 52 (when a severe Prostate-infection did some strange things to some of my nerve-connections down there). FWIW I suspect I know one connection (in my current configuration)... (Due Respect, if anyone here is into DUNE) "By Diet-pop alone, I set my Bladder in motion! By flavors from laboratories: my Pee-gasms acquire speed; my pants acquire wet-spots; the wet-spots become a greeting! By Diet-pop alone, I set my Bladder in motion!" YMMV but that's why I now drink a lot of inexpensive, store-brand diet-pop. Best regards, all.

In 2016 I went from peeing rusty water to being clogged up with clots & ending up in an unfamiliar ER. A few days later I was back to my Road-trip with my Other Half, wearing a Clear Silicone 20Fr and well-supplied with little tear-open packets of Surgi-Lube. Hospital folks educated me how to irrigate that thing properly (aggressively). I took to it readily--fascinated with the whole concept of wearing that clear transparent leash that put all my Piddling on display! Because the issue had been clogging-up (and because I was already a joyful involuntary Piddler), I found the warmth of that constant dribble down my Cath & the tube to my leg-bag very comforting as I walked & drove--it meant I wasn't clogged & I found the feel of that (~900ml) leg-bag bouncing against my ankle enjoyable. YMMV but I miss all of that. I had to sit on a neck-pillow to drive, as I'm 1 of those guys who flattens a Foley (somewhere between Scrotum & rectum) if I sit on a normal car seat. That proved an agreeable fix and we were off to finish our trip. I've read Latex Foleys might be a bit less fun even if you're NOT allergic, but Silicone was easy to keep lubed and gave me no discomfort or wear-&-tear--wearing it about 2 weeks. More to tell but not tonight. Best regards, all.

FWIW (& I hope no manufacturer still does this), I have an ancient GW2k notebook that gave me a lot of grief when it was newer; erratic operation of the "Touchpad." We went to one of their actual stores & were told those were only shipped with the MOUSE-driver & not the touchpad-driver "...because everyone just gets a mouse & mousepad anyway." Tried to point out that when the touchpad doesn't work right, that's why people hang it up & get a mouse... I'm confident I only heard myself speaking the same English I was speaking all day. But to read the blank stares, one might think I'd shipped into Chinese (which I don't speak). The topic suddenly had too many moving parts! I don't DO this site on my phone b/c it uses Android--which means if it's on my phone I may as well have shared it with some Rattle-can-Rembrandt & bought him $50 worth of paint to publish it on railcars & underpasses! So I only know how DD works via desktop & regular mouse. But I know how twitchy my Galaxy s7edge is with the stuff I do on it--pick the blanking thing up with 1 finger out-of-position, it opens some app I've never heard-of. At least I'm not getting billed for magazines I never subscribed-to or received. Best regards!

FWIW all I've ever worn is Disposables; settled on (Store-brand), "Regular-Absorbency" "Belted-Undergarments" (these days usually called "Belted Shields" on packages). These were the most-practical & (usually?) sufficient to keep my Bladder's antics a private matter. They "breathed" well enough I experienced no issues. Here in the U.S.A. (at least 2002 through 2010) *ALL* Store-brand Disposables of this kind were made by the same Company. The trouble (apparently) was that my preferred "Regulars" were 36/Pkg for the same price as "Extra-absorbent" weight (30/Pkg in a package that took the same shelf-space). Guess which weight began to disappear! Long story short (no easy task) "Extra-absorbent" Belted-Diapers quietly became the only game in town. THOSE (for 20% more profit) were HARDLY 20% superior in any respect--save in THERMAL EFFICIENCY (covering the LAST place I needed THAT). No matter how carefully I cleaned myself, I got a heat-rash between my cheeks that felt like a bad sunburn. My solution: as my boyish figure has always been that of a pot-bellied Toddler with (relatively) no hips or butt, I'd grown up 'clamping' my underpants between my undershirt & my outer shirt, to keep them in place. So I still do that with my Adult-Diaper. I shortened the stride on each one & pulled it UP in FRONT to force it DOWN in BACK (where I don't need it). That fixed it for me; just enough more air-exchange it prevented that heat-rash. I realize this may not translate easily to some other types of Diapers--but it does translate to some. I'd rather share a partial fix than not share it. Best regards, all.

In my experience (I'm 68 & have been a urology patient since I was 52) it SERIOUSLY hurts when the person poking it in--is in too big a hurry. I don't know what "normal" size may really be, but I've worn a 20Fr Silicone for 2 weeks of a road-trip VERY comfortably. More to tell, but it's late. TRY telling your care-provider to go in a bit more slowly. Best regards, all.

With a clear Silicone (20Fr) Foley to wear for the last ~10 days of a 2016 Road-trip, I was taught how to irrigate & lube the thing--aggressively. Save for while it was being inserted, I loved every minute of wearing it; of that plumbing being propped-open for general viewing; of my Piddling on-display in clear plastic from my Peehole to my bag--by medical orders. I wore store-brand "Training-Pants" Adult-DIAPERS over my Catheter because early in that adventure it clogged & I peed down the outside of it--including a clot the size of a grape-seed or 2. That wasn't at all uncomfortable but our rented Minivan was nearly new & we've been treated well by the agency. So I didn't want to return it needing a new seat! Aggressive maintenance included working my cath in & out; spinning it around; changing positions--until the irrigation-syringe could pull water out as easily as pushing it in. The lube (called Surgilube™ & equivalent to unflavored, unscented K-Y) was water-soluble because it tends to ...migrate up the Cath to the bladder as one moves about. So it goes away & one re-applies it, as needed. I found it a special sort of device-predicament which I enjoyed all day & all night. The 'lips' of my Peehole were red but never hurt. I suspect they were TUMESCENT on some separate schedule I did not feel--as my 'Mushroom-cap' was also independently excited (most of the time) while my wee shaft showed no signs of joining it. I'd jump at the chance to wear another clear one a few sizes larger--for a longer time--and then an even larger one. I completely enjoyed being propped-open!

I just moved to OH a couple of years ago. After my 20 in Uncle Sam's Nephews (USN) I still have an ingrained aversion to appearing the "sick-call-commando." But at 68 many things have changed & I recognize that. Has anyone here explored getting any official card (or a Medic-Alert) for incontinence, via the VA? I'm unashamed; I'd get it on my Driver's-License if I could. In about a week, I begin some new kind of immunotherapy for recurring bladder-tumors. So a few more things may be about to change. TIA.