Vic

Anybody who was raised in cloth diapers is a fossil to these dern young whippersnappers! Peace, Vic

Fossil? I resemble that remark, you diaper rookie! Why I was sportin around in my cloth diapers and gerber rubber pants before you were a gleam in yer Daddys' eye! You youngsters are all still wet behind the ears! Go back to your Mommies before someone paddles your butt!! Peace, Vic (YOU'RE ALL STILL A BUNCH OF LITTERBUGS!!)

I didn't know what else to do, my Dad used to nail me for peeing the bed, but that only made it worse. One time my Mom bought a coutside catheter that strapped to your leg. My Dad made me strip down in front of the whole family so my Mom could demonstrate how it worked. I was like nine at the time and small for my age, this thing was for a full grown man, as soon as my penis was put in it it fell out. I was told to "make it work", and I tried but it didn't work well. In the morning I had to rinse it and hang it to dry (which was stupid because the inside of the damned thing was the only thing in the bed that stayed dry). The end cap came up missing (I think one of my brothers screwed me) and I got the shit knocked out of me for it, but they never tried getting another one. They just let the springs in the mattress rust till they poked out of the fabric. I know my brothers hated the smell in the room, hell I didn't like it, and all four of us had to sleep in there. It wasn't a fun place to live. But what can you say? It is what it is, life goes on. Peace, Vic

Day twelve, and it feels a little better, (not quite as irritateted), but I know why they make such a big deal out of quitting smoking! It's harder than quitting drugs or alcohol, but in the end I know it's going to be worth it . I've come too far to give up now, and I do feel like it's getting better, so I'm keepin up the good fight . All I can say to those who are thinking of quitting is, yes it's hard, but it does get better. If you really want to you can do it! Just remember DON'T CHEAT!! I know how easy it would be for me to bum a smoke and cheat, but once I did that I'd be three times more likely to do it again, and to go from there back into a pack a day habit. Since I truly want to be a non-smoker I'd have to quit and go through all of this again! I've come too far to allow it to beat me down, not when it's starting to get a little better!! I can see my goal from here, I'm not there yet, but I'm gonna make it, from here I can tell that it's going to be easier. If you've only smoked for a couple of years QUIT NOW, because there IS going to be a time when YOU WANT to quit, but it seems too hard to do it. I've been there for the last few years, now I'm doing something about it. Every year you put it off just makes it that much harder. Habits grow over time and repittition. If you've already quit DRIVE ON!! YOU'LL GET THERE!! Peace, Vic

Yes getting pricked does bite the big one, but it's a small price that us purists (cloth diaper wearers) have to endure. It is definitely worth it in the long run, because we know what all ab's and dl's should know. And that is: "you're NOT really wearing a diaper if it's bulge doesn't show through whatever you're wearing, or if you don't have the tell tale waddle". For those of you who are not real ab's and dl's I am sorry, but if you haven't worn cloth then you've never been diapered If you think them's fightin words tough, we pure diaper wearers are proud of our poked thumbs, and can't help but look down on those minions who are filling our landfills with faux diapers (you litterbugs!) Peace, Vic

Yeah, childhood sucked. It's the reason I took up smoking and drinking when I was ten. Anyway, I used towels a lot to sleep on, I couldn't diaper myself with them, but it was okay to sleep on them. In the morning I would put them and my sheets in the wash, but at night when I put the sheets back on the bed they just got wet because the mattress was always in some stage of drying out or not. So I'd have to go grab a towel or two, after the mattress springs would come through the fabric I'd get a new mattress, but no protection for it! Bizarre rituals of the disfunctional family. Now I'm diabetic and 50, and have been wetting the bed again for the last four years, to me it's no longer a big deal, I wear diapers and have protection on the bed. It's simplicity itself! When I sleep with a girlfriend they know about it and would rather I have diapers and protection than get wet. It's just part of me. Peace, Vic

My Mom started out by being okay about diapering me for the first few years. My Dad and my brothers made a big deal of it though, and I guess she caved in to them after I was about eight. She never even got me a plastic sheet, so every night I wet made the problem worse. After awhile I was getting into a bed that was already wet. My brothers were always on me about the smell, and eveybody acted like I was doing it on purpose. I finally outgrew the wetting at 12, it took me much longer to get over the way the family handled it. Oh well, it was a very bad time with a lot of abuse and crap, but it seems we all survived, well three kids out of five. You can change a diaper, but you can't change the past. Peace, Vic

Yeah, even after 40 years of smoking I still got a rush off the first smoke of the day, but then had to step out every hour to fix that need for nicotene. I'm gonna come clean here, I've been keeping it up beat because I don't wanna be down, but quitting has been a bitch! Once you've beaten the addiction you have to beat your habit. My body and mind know that there was something I used to do a lot to give them a little treat, but now it's gone They are NOT happy, and they let me know it a lot , they want me to get with the program and make them happy again! The thing is that I don't want to do that, and I don't want to substitute another habit for that one. So I'm going through a nervous unhappy time here, it took my body and mind forty years to get to where they are, I don't know how long it'll take them to mellow out about the change. I'm determined to outlast the uneasyness though, and no, I'm not yelling at others (though I am sometimes tempted). I'm gonna make it, I want to be free of this horrible addiction! Peace, Vic

In real life the Marlboro Cowboy died of lung cancer , you wanna talk about an ominous warning?? Peace, Vic

I was a bedwetter too, and my Mom did keep me in diapers and plastic pants until I was 8. She wasn't sympathetic, and never even offered to buy a rubber sheet. My family acted like I did it on purpose. My brothers enjoyed hazing me about it very loudly as we walked to school. I really never knew what her problem was, but I did finally outgrow bed wetting when I was 12. Peace, Vic

Day ten and still holding my own, I'm determined to remain smoke free. Will let you know how it goes, I'm determined not to cheat. Peace, Vic

It sounds to me that you've truly found what so many of us crave, another person who understands and accepts us as we are. This is unconditional love, and it is so very hard to find. Accept what you have, and remember to love him back as much as you can. The world can be a hard place, but if you have that love with you it can be a strength for both of you to draw from to get you through any problem. Remember to do fun things for him too, and let him know how special he is to you. I once had a love such as yours, but I felt too guilty about allowing her to do those things that I wanted. I felt as if I didn't deserve to be loved this way, and I screwed things up, and we wound up divorced. The thing was that we never stopped loving each other, and ten years after we divorced we found each other again. Unfortunately for both of us things conspired to seperate us again, but sure enough, ten years later we are together again, and this time we want to keep the bond between us solid. This means that I have to give up negative emotions such as guilt and shame, and allow myself to be truly loved. That's what has been happening for us, and it's been a wonderful experience. Don't let thoughts of guilt or shame waste any of the valuable time you have with this wonderful man. Learn from my experience and let go of negative thinking, liberate your mind so you can love him unconditionally, as he does you. You are at the beginning of a wonderful adventure, enjoy it! Peace, Vic

Way to go!! Once you've fought through the first three days you're half way home . After that it's just beating the habit of smoking when you first get up, have your coffee, after a meal, etc, ect. Just remember that you WANT TO QUIT and you won't drive it off into the ditch . When the desire to have a smoke pops into your head ignore it and then replace it with another more positive thought, because if you keep thinking ab out smoking you'll drive yourself nuts . Good luck, and may God bless you and make this easier for you! Peace, Vic

It's day eight and things are getting easier, the thought is still there, but not the craving. I wonder why I ever picked them up in the first place, I was ten, so I probably thought they made me look cool. Well 40 years can give you a different perspective, that's for sure. Once again, thanks for the support. Peace, Vic

Well it's been a week and I still ain't drove this thing in the ditch . It looks like if I just stick with it I'll have this sumbitch whipped . Thank all of you for your support . Peace, Vic

I know that you have to really want it, I've quit before but after a few months I'd cheat, then the next thing you know I'm back at it. I know this time I've definitely had enough. I hate to even think of what my lungs must look like, but I want them to recover as much as they can in the time I have left in this life. I'll just keep at it, I want this a lot more than I want to smoke. So I'll just keep up the good fight . Peace, Vic

I have been prepping myself for the last few months, a little history for you here. Just over 5 months ago I discovered the 12 step program of AA. I'd known about AA for a long time, and during parties I'd even said "yeah, I'd go to AA but I don't wanna hang out with a bunch of quitters". To many it's a funny joke, but to friends of Bill W. it's even funnier. Anyway, I was getting tired of going outside to smoke (my roomates son is 12 and I won't force my smoking on him), and I figured that it was getting to the point that I wanted to quit. Here it is, winter (well it was) and I'm standing out in the cold while it's snowing and blowing. I'm telling myself "this is ridiculas". I said to myself "YOU IDIOT, YOU'RE PAYING $5.00 A PACK TO STAND OUT HERE AND FREEZE YOUR NUTS OFF" So I said to myself that before I had 6 months of sobriety, it would be great if I gave up smoking too. Well every time I went out to smoke I'd remind myself of just how stupid doing this was, and that I was wasting good money. Add to that that I was paying that money to ruin my health, well I figured that I'd be better off quitting. It's been 6 days now, I didn't use "chantix" or lozenges, gum or patches. I figured that if I went ahead and went through the misery of nicotene withdrawal then I would be less likely to "cheat" every now and then by bumming a smoke. I'd done that before and wound up back to a pack a day habit in just a couple of months. I figured that this time I really wanted to be deadly serious, the health problems caused by smoking are deadly serious, and that's some serious money I'm talking about saving, $35.00 a week adds up quick! I hope this might spur some of our community to think about giving it up too, imagine how many cases of Bambinos you could order a year off of the money you'd save! The DD would have more donations every month too! Just somthing to think about, peace, Vic

I thought you really had the "wrong diaper", like the time I reached into the back part of my diaper and found one of my guns instead of my wallet! That was a mix up I can tell you! I can't stand when a mix up like that happens, you wind up sending your glock through the wash cycle, then have to hang it out to dry. I'm glad I don't wear the wrong diaper often. Peace, Vic

Nice report! It's good to get a critique of this product so quickly, I wasn't even aware that they offered them. Peace, Vic

It totally depended on what I was smokin an drinkin at the time . Really wasted = lotta drool, unless it was some chronic then less drool, cause of cotton mouth but killer munchies . Hope this helped. Peace, Vic

When you figure that the DD was a message board before it became the format that it did in 05, then you have to figure that there were thousands more posts that never got on here as well. Peace, Vic

I too became a bedwetter about 4 years ago with the onslought of diabetes. At first I thought it was because of the problems with my back because I was having daytime issues as well. Well I had the surgery (4 1/2 hrs of it) for my back and it not only fixed my back but took care of my daytime episodes, but didn't do a thing for the bedwetting. My Dr told me that with diabetes this is a common problem and gave me a prescription which didn't help, but did constipate me. There was another drug, but it would have complications with my other meds. So I've just learned to deal with it, I wear cloth diapers because disposables just don't do the trick (I'm a heavy wetter), I fold two baby size diapers inside an adult diaper and use this for the center inside another adult diaper, and rubber pants. Most nights I have no leaks with this combination. In case I do, I have 2 hospital type pads positioned under me, and under my sheets I have a water proof sheet. Hope that helps, Oh, and when I travel I make sure to take my hospital pads with me. Peace, Vic

Swatted in public for being naughty? You weren't really trying to be naughty now were you? Sounds like you had fun at the store, it's good that your wife is such a good sport. Peace, Vic

Bit of a conundrum there, I came out to my family when I was 17, the worst reaction I got was from my father, who sent me to a shrink for a year until he figured out the shrink was a quack (I mean really, who encourages a 17 year old kid to go out and do drugs?). After that I only told my intimate friends and the girls I got into relationships with. It is surprising how many just took it in stride as being a part of me that was just a bit "different". Of course I always was a bit different, and believed that just a few close friends was much better than a whole gang of friends. Due to the lifestyle we led I only have one friend left alive, and he's the one who was always there through thick and thin (interestingly enough everybody thought we'd be dead before 30, and we're still here and all of them are gone). If your friend is the type who'll be with you through thick and thin, then you can trust him more than anyone else. So tell him, or don't tell him. It's up to what you feel you need to do, it's your life. However, if you tell him DON'T lie! If you decide to share this information with him he deserves the truth, so be honest, if he has questions answer them HONESTLY. He's your best friend, if you decide to tell him he deserves the absolute truth and nothing less. Peace, Vic

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