Nurse Angie

[Wetinmydiaperagain]

This is my first attempt at story writing here so please feel free to give constructive feedback. It is purely fictional and hope you enjoy it!

Edit: part two added below

Not So Bad After All

Phillip had to blink his eyes several times before the room would come into focus. He was in a hospital room, and by the looks of the gray light starting to filter in through the window it was early morning. On his left he saw the only other bed in the room was empty and neatly made. On his right he could see through an interior window to the nurses' station. He didn't see anyone there so he started looking for a nurse call button. He had just located it on the side of his bed and was about to push it when the door opened.

An attractive woman in her early thirties walked into the room busily jotting down notes on a clip board. When she looked up and noticed Phillip she gave a sweet smile and said, “Morning! Good to see you're awake. I'm Nurse Angie.

[diaperpt]

Good start. I hope you continue. I don't know where the story will go, but I'll happily go along for the ride!

Any story here asks you to suspend your disbelief - so far, of course, we know he'd have a cath and not a diaper. We can always dream... Whether that gets explained in some way doesn't really matter as long as the story progresses. I'm looking forward to a continuation.

[babyricky]

good start

[Rockies Fan in Diapers]

This is a good start, especially for a first time writer. Please keep going.

[Wetinmydiaperagain]

Thank you very much. Diapert obviously you're right about the cath and I debated whether to throw in a line explaining that away right after she checks his Diaper the first time. I decided I just wouldn't worry about it since, like you said, most of these stories require a certain level of suspension of disbelief. Please let me know if you have any other thoughts about my writing now or in the future. : )

I really enjoyed writing this one and am planning to continue it.

[Babyrob]

Love it, keep it coming!

[dldad]

I found it quite interesting and hope that you will continue.

[Eagle0769]

I liked it. Sounds like Nurse Angie likes her job. Can you describe her and your self. You might know what they look like in your mine but we don't. Your writing is great and I look forward to the rest of the story. Thank you for sharing.

[Wetinmydiaperagain]

Here is the second part. Again, feedback is appreciated and I hope you enjoy reading.

Chapter Two

Once Phillip was alone again he placed his hands on the side of his head and slowly rubbed his temples. His stubble was threatening to graduate into a truly patchy beard, and he noted that he would have to shave soon. After a little while some of the drug induced haze in his brain seemed to clear. He started to think about what he had felt while Nurse Angie changed him. Grown men simply did not wear diapers. Yet, why did it feel so right to have that protective padding wrapped around his middle? He certainly wouldn't have preferred to soak his bed and sheets. Then his mind began to wander to his girl friend Samantha.

He pictured her standing next to his bed with her slender frame and shoulder length brown hair. His friends had always told him she was to attractive to wind up with an average guy like him, but they had been dating for almost three years now. They had discussed marriage many times while sitting in front of the fireplace in her tiny house, but they had always put the formal ceremony off for one reason or another. Almost always it was because of her job. She worked for an excellent marketing firm and was constantly flying around the country to work on some big event.

She had only just been hired when a friend had introduced Phillip to her. In what seemed like the incredibly short time since then she had been promoted more times than Phillip could recall. This didn't surprise Phillip in the least as his Sammy was easily the smartest person he knew. With her intellegence and overachieving nature the only thing that could hold her back in the professional world would be her over abundance of sarcasm and witty criticisms. Along with being smart she had an incredibly smart mouth, but she had long ago learned to keep quiet when it counted. Now most of her sarcastic jabs were aimed at Phillip, and he did his best to return the favor.

Yah. She would certainly understand if he had to wear diapers, and she probably wouldn't pass up the chance to heckle him for it a little to... in a loving way of course. Still, part of him really wanted to be wearing regular underwear before she got back. She would still be out of town for two weeks; hopefully that would be enough time.

Some time around mid morning he again felt the need to empty his bladder. Just as it had last time his urge to pee rapidly increased to the point where it felt his bladder would burst, and suddenly he realized he was going to have another accident. Though he had been telling himself all morning that he should feel at ease about using his diapers, the instinct that had been built into him since potty training seemed to be preventing him from doing anything but futilely trying to hold back the flood.

He closed his eyes and took one long deep breath and tried to relax. He focused on the incredibly foreign idea of telling his body to pee his pants. Though he was certain he couldn't have held it back much longer anyway, this seemed to do the trick. The warm liquid was spreading around to every part of his diaper. Having finally given in to the immense pressure on his bladder, waves of relief swept his body. He opened his eyes and looked down at the area of blanket covering his diaper. It didn't seem possible that his diaper could hold the heavy wetting, and he was suddenly sure that it would leak onto bed sheets. He pulled back the blanket and ran one hand over and around all sides of the diaper, but even as he felt the last of the pee trickle out of him he could find no wet spot on the bed. Once again he had used his diaper, and it had flawlessly done what it was designed to do.

He was still examining his almost completely full diaper when there was a loud knock at the door. It opened and his friend Ryan walked into the room. Phillip quickly pulled his sheet back up hoping that Ryan had not yet noticed what he was wearing. If Ryan had spotted it he made no mention of it.

His friend was rather short with red hair and had a well groomed goatee. Due to his appearance he was often the subject of leprechaun jokes. Despite the fact that Phillip was often the one making those jokes, the two of them were close friends. Still he didn't want Ryan to know he was diapered. Ryan was “one of the guys

[pins]

Great story don't change your style the story moves and stays on the mark . thanks Pins

[:dlb]

Good start. I hope you continue. I don't know where the story will go, but I'll happily go along for the ride!

Any story here asks you to suspend your disbelief - so far, of course, we know he'd have a cath and not a diaper. We can always dream... Whether that gets explained in some way doesn't really matter as long as the story progresses. I'm looking forward to a continuation.

Not true I've been in multiple hospitals that used diapers and/or caths. On myself included.

[Crimson_Wolf]

I think its what's more comfortable with the patient and or if they can use a catheter.

[Eagle0769]

I agree with Capt.mad_cow but does it have to be explained. I don't think so. When it happened to me they didn't ask me which one I wanted they just put me in a diaper. (Maybe they read my mine. Who cares I loved the treatment I received but not like this ). I'm enjoying your story very much. I like reading it until I see TO BE CONTINUED then I say S**T. Your writing is great. I can't get enough and am looking forward to your next chapter.

Eagle0769 aka Baby Jay NY

[diapermeup]

I can't wait for more!

[diaperpt]

I agree with Capt.mad_cow but does it have to be explained. I don't think so. When it happened to me they didn't ask me which one I wanted they just put me in a diaper. (Maybe they read my mine. Who cares I loved the treatment I received but not like this ). I'm enjoying your story very much. I like reading it until I see TO BE CONTINUED then I say S**T. Your writing is great. I can't get enough and am looking forward to your next chapter.

Eagle0769 aka Baby Jay NY

I didn't mean my comments in a negative way at all. It was simply an impression I've had that diapers would not be the first option thought of. While I've been to the ER several times, I've never been admitted to a hospital and have not had a situation where either cath or diaper would be a consideration. It does NOT have to be explained! That's why I mentioned 'suspending disbelief'. I think we need to do that for about 95% of professionally written novels and/or movies. Of course, what is disbelief for some is not disbelievable at all to others - and the truth may be on one side, the other or somewhere in the middle.

I'm not one who would look for or wish for incontinence and so can only approach all this from a fantasy point of view (and at that, a fantasy I don't want realized). From my fantasy point of view only, then, I'd love to have a moment of needing a diaper so that it would be somewhat 'acceptable' to wear. I am now in a life situation where I CHOOSE to keep my emotional need for diapers at a secret level.

Back to the story - I am enjoying it also and want to see more of it. Please don't mis-interpret my original comments. Looking forward to the next segment of the story...

diaperpt

[Wetinmydiaperagain]

Here is the third installment to my story. Again, I hope you enjoy it, and I welcome any feedback or criticism you have.

Chapter Three

Phillip immediately checked to see that his gown was covering his diaper; it was just barely out of sight. He nonchalantly pulled his blanket up to his waist as he met Samantha's eyes. “Sammy, you have no idea how much I've missed you,

[:dlb]

hehe she took it rather well.

[Eagle0769]

Oh this is going to be one great story. Nice job. Waiting for the next chapter please.

[Wetinmydiaperagain]

Sorry for the long delay everyone. Life has a way of getting in the way of things. Once again I would love your feed back on my writings. Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy it.

CHAPTER 4

Phillip smiled broadly as he signed the discharge forms. After nine days in the hospital he was finally going to be going home, and he couldn't wait to get back to the tiny house he shared with Samantha. His own couch, TV, and bed beckoned to him. They had told him that morning he would be discharged that day, and he had called Sammy immediately. To his disappointment she had gone into work and wouldn't be able to pick him up till the afternoon. As it turned out it took about that long to get him discharged anyway.

Despite the wait, he was still glowing with excitement. So much so in fact, he had completely forgotten to follow the directions the physical therapist had given him. The past few days he had been working with a specialist who was helping him to recover from his injuries as well as regain his bladder control. Phillip had encountered ample frustration with the latter issue at first, but over the last few days he had manged a few bathroom successes. Small victories that were usually short lived, but every time he made it to the bathroom in time it felt like an accomplishment. Today however, his potty training had taken a step backward as he prepared to go home.

“Okay, looks like your good to go then. You said your ride was almost here?

[babygore]

great job!! glad your continuing

[:dlb]

looks like somebody has a new baby to spoil.

[dldad]

A great story, and glad you were able to continue it. Though I suspect that with the title being what it is, that there may be a change in the relationship with Sammy. I look forward to the continuing story.

[booboobritches]

awesome story, LUV's the way he had no choice but to mess his diaper and she was like, no biggie, that's what the diapers for, lol, great job, very enjoyable reading........Boo

[pampywamp]

Sorry for the long delay everyone. Life has a way of getting in the way of things. Once again I would love your feed back on my writings. Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy it.

CHAPTER 4

Phillip smiled broadly as he signed the discharge forms. After nine days in the hospital he was finally going to be going home, and he couldn't wait to get back to the tiny house he shared with Samantha. His own couch, TV, and bed beckoned to him. They had told him that morning he would be discharged that day, and he had called Sammy immediately. To his disappointment she had gone into work and wouldn't be able to pick him up till the afternoon. As it turned out it took about that long to get him discharged anyway.

Despite the wait, he was still glowing with excitement. So much so in fact, he had completely forgotten to follow the directions the physical therapist had given him. The past few days he had been working with a specialist who was helping him to recover from his injuries as well as regain his bladder control. Phillip had encountered ample frustration with the latter issue at first, but over the last few days he had manged a few bathroom successes. Small victories that were usually short lived, but every time he made it to the bathroom in time it felt like an accomplishment. Today however, his potty training had taken a step backward as he prepared to go home.

“Okay, looks like your good to go then. You said your ride was almost here?

[pampywamp]

must fall of a scaffold