24/7 startups, and unexpected pitfalls?

[~Brian~]

4 hours ago, Little Sherri said:

So, my wife came shooting out the door of our bedroom, and yelled "APPARENTLY I'M SURROUNDED BY CHILDREN!"

My daughter said something like "Chill, mom, I'm going to bed in a second..."

And then my wife responded by pointing to her and then to me in succession, and saying "YOU"RE wearing a diaper, and YOU'RE wearing a diaper - I'm the only adult in this house right now, apparently, so I guess I have to be the heavy. GO TO BED!" 

@Little Sherri

All I did after reading the quote above is LAUGH for at LEAST 2 Minutes!!  That WAS hilarious, even though your Mother in Law was staying with you.  THAT COULD be embarrassing IF she heard your WIFE Yelling that ehhehee

(Ahhhh, I felt the earthquake this morning, so maybe that was the "AFTERSHOCK" of your wife's YELLING:  We had an earthquake today, and I am sitting IN my wheelchair at the  IMac console:  My chair was SHAKING - with my cerebral palsy, I chalked it up to being spastic, but after a couple minutes, it dawned on me that a truck went by - - hehehee NO SIR)    The chair WAS shaking hehehee)

4 hours ago, Little Sherri said:

Then she stomped away. This got both my eyes and my daughter's eyes wide, because my mother-in-law is staying with us and was somewhere in the house. Had she heard the exchange...? (One saving grace is that her hearing is not great...)

My daughter gave me an indignant under-her-breath "What the hell... anyway, I'm not wearing a diaper, it's a pull-up...", and then we disengaged and I followed her to her room to turn out the lights. I, of course, was wearing a diaper, although under my jeans, because I'd just come back in from walking the dog, but I didn't want it announced, like a toast at a wedding, to my mother-in-law...

@Little Sherri

I could Visualize that exchange in my head, and man, would that have been embarrassing for ya both if she heard it - I could HEAR your Daughter say "What The Hell??  This is a Pullup.....NOT a diaper"

That exchange that you were talking about reminded me of the Movie the Lion King, when all of the hyenas were laughing, and Scar comes in and he SAYS:

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I'm SURROUNDED by Idiots........!

The only difference is that your wife used "children" and Scar used "idiots"

45 minutes ago, FretaBWet said:

Maybe your wife was including her mother in the diaper wearing group and she was the only "adult" in the house. In that case her being crabby is probably understandable, adulting sucks but someone's gotta do it.

Hugs,

Freta

@FretaBWet

You be SO RIGHT:  Adulting sucks, but someone has to be the adult sometimes:  Being that I've been dealing with headaches and being tired, I still have to adult when even I want to rest when my body hurts, so I give one of my "bunny five" a HUG and roll hehehehe

Thanks for the laugh 

Brian

Edited April 5 by ~Brian~
adding a letter that was missing

[~Brian~]

@Little Sherri

Imagine it happened this way:

Your wife says:

5 hours ago, Little Sherri said:

So, my wife came shooting out the door of our bedroom, and yelled "APPARENTLY I'M SURROUNDED BY CHILDREN!"

Your Daughter says:

5 hours ago, Little Sherri said:

"Chill, mom, I'm going to bed in a second..."

 

5 hours ago, Little Sherri said:

"YOU"RE wearing a diaper, and YOU'RE wearing a diaper - I'm the only adult in this house right now, apparently, so I guess I have to be the heavy. GO TO BED!" 

THEN your daughter says in a huff:

5 hours ago, Little Sherri said:

I'm not wearing a diaper, it's a pull-up..."

Luckily,this was a fun exchange, and your wife didn't punish her for backtalk:  I Remember saying something to my mom under MY breath once.  I had a headache from all the yelling and I head my mom get wise:  she threatened to use the dreaded WOODEN SPOON on my backside:  told my mom to "shut up" under my breath, and she ALMOST whipped me with that damn spoon, and this was the night BEFORE I left for my freshman year at Champlain College (Burlington VT)

Now, imagine your wife saying:

Oh, Really?  WELL......I'm Gonna FIX that RIGHT NOW!

and she actually makes her change INTO a diaper......from that Pull-up. 

One thing I've learned is to be careful what I say, because it can and does often backfire hehehee

Brian

[oliver d]

I got a really good laugh out of this but this could really have been very embarrassing for you and your daughter if your mother in law had heard what she said ....

[Little Sherri]

My ladies are out of the house, driving my mother-in-law home, so I have the place to myself. It wasn't too bad having the MIL around - her hearing isn't great and she moves slowly, so I wasn't too worried about her showing up by surprise, or her hearing my diaper. Or her hearing my wife using the word diaper. She does have a tendency to haunt our hallways like an apparition stuck in first gear, though, so she did at one point float past the bedroom door when it was open a crack, and I was in a diaper and a t-shirt. My wife had left it open because she was trying to monitor when my daughter was done in the washroom and headed for bed - sometimes she'll spend 45 minutes engaged in a skin care regimen, so she (my wife) wanted confirmation that she (my daughter) was actually at least in her room, if not sleeping, by 11. Instead, we got confirmation that my MIL had gotten up and headed to the bathroom, although that did have the desired effect of sending my daughter scurrying for her bedroom. I know exactly what happened - my MIL would have come into the washroom, and my daughter would have said "I'll be done in a minute", and then my MIL would have said "Oh, I don't mind, we can share..." and then she probably started disrobing, causing panic in my daughter, who has expressed her distress about her grandmother's openness to doing almost anything in a bathroom still occupied by someone else. 

Which is a phenomenon that I don't understand, because other than maybe brushing my teeth alongside my wife or a roommate (such as when sharing a hotel room with the family or with buddies), I do not do anything in there with an audience. Although I guess I'm one to talk, because, while I'm not comfortable using the toilet in a room with someone else there, I do pee in my pants all the time when I'm not alone. But that's not the same thing, in my opinion. 

Now that they're gone for the day, I'm trying another experiment, along the lines of my "using my diapers for everything" test a few months ago, except not that, because I didn't really enjoy it. I'm not enjoying this so far, either - I'm forcing myself to use a Rearz Fixx size 10 pacifier for a few hours, in an effort to see if I can get used to it, but so far, I can't, because it's so big that I can't really breath around it - I have to always breath through my nose. Which is fine, but apparently I'm in the habit of mouth breathing under exertion, such as lugging laundry baskets up the stairs... and doing that with this giant silicone teat jammed in my mouth is like trying to breath around a squash ball. I suspect these things are not for me, but I wanted to try and see if I just hadn't given them enough of a shot when I first got my hands on one. Maybe I'll try sleeping with it tonight. I'll probably back out of that. 

I discovered yesterday that I'd blown the bottom out of my diaper can. It's a stainless steel can but has a plastic insert, and a pedal you can step on to lift the lid without touching it - but the pedal works by lifting the entire interior of the can, which is plastic, so that it catches the hinged side of the lid very close to its fulcrum, thus forcing the lid to open by several inches, with about an inch of upward travel on the part of the liner. Apparently I've bombed the bottom of that can one too many times with an eight pound ball of rolled up plastic and stuffing, because reaching in there to empty it, my hands encountered shards of black plastic at the bottom. 

I wonder if the off-gassing of 5 years of diapers has somehow weakened the plastic or made it brittle? But on the other hand, a buddy of mine has a plastic diaper genie that's been in his upstairs bathroom for like 12 years, and that thing is still working. Presumably it has experienced the same chemical infusion that mine has. Maybe it's made from a different grade of plastic. Anyway, for now, my diaper can just has a doubled-up trash bag for a liner, and the pedal no longer works, but I will have to come up with another diaper can solution. I have seen the systems that exist, but I don't necessarily want it to look like a an adult diaper genie - I don't want anyone who happens to end up looking into our closet to behold an Incontinence Master 3000 giant medical appliance. And my wife doesn't want it to cost $500, although I think I can make a case now, 5 years in, that a more dedicated solution might be called for. This isn't just a stage I'm going through...

[Little Sherri]

I watched the eclipse... sorta... we experienced the darkness of totality but, contrary to predictions, the sky above our viewing point remained largely clouded, so we only got glimpses of the solar ballet. However, it was pretty cool. We saw coyotes running down the middle of a residential street at 3:18 in the afternoon, clearly looking to get out from under the clouds so that they could realize some ROI on their eclipse glasses. For the historical record, I was wearing a Rearz BeDry and was not being dry. 

In an effort to continue to be dry, at least externally, I'm wearing PUL underpants over my Rearz Select this morning - the Select being an homage to vintage plastic-backed single-tape diapers from the turn of the century and before. I've had scattershot results with these diapers, as I reported before - on a good day, they've worked as a low-to-medium range daytime diaper, and on a bad day, they've leaked somewhere within a half hour of being called into work. The single-tab configuration works better on people who don't have a two-digit age, is my takeaway. Something about the ratio between one's torso length, leg diameter, and (I'm assuming) wetting volume changes as we cross into our two-digit years, which made single-tab diapers unreliable for me back then, and still unreliable for me now. Having two tabs on each side allows for a better fit, apparently, although as a kid, I never got to try that, because my parents never looked beyond what was available at the local stores. Or, they did look, and the cost was prohibitive. In my mind at the time, I only knew of two options - overburdened XL toddler diapers that sometimes required Scotch tape to stay in place, or cloth diapers - but I'd outgrown the plastic pants that they necessitated, even if the diapers themselves could still be pinned on. 

So why did I buy the damned things, if my memories of them, then and now, rotate around failure? Because Rearz put them on sale a couple of times recently for what amounted to less than $2 a diaper, making them a direct competitor to the likes of the 3-tab Depends - and even the mercurial Select is the diaper equivalent of a 10-speed bike, versus that tricycle-with-a-flat-tire option. (In this metaphor, a Mega Inspire+ or a MegaMax would be a diesel pickup truck). 

So, I'm in PUL underpants that go halfway up my back, to prevent mostly-inevitable dampness at either the back of my thighs, or, the front of my shirt, after a few hours in the Select saddle. I'm not as familiar with wearing PUL as I am with plastic pants - it strikes me that the elastics on these, which seem to be cottony, might wick if I let things get that damp in there. We'll see. Maybe the elastic material is actually PUL as well, and won't do that?

I slept with the Fixx giant size 10 pacifier in my mouth for two nights. I don't think it's going to become my go-to, first of all because they still cost like $25 each, versus the $5 Rearz size 6 adult pacifier that I own about 30 of, and that I find completely functional, but also, because the Fixx feels a bit like trying to fall asleep with a squash ball in your mouth. I was curious as to what my wife would make of the massive shield on it, which is about the size of a teacup saucer, but she made no comment. 

I had another thought when I was contemplating her thoughts (always a dangerous avenue) on the giant pacifier... that being, does she have any preferences, with respect to my diapers? Does she prefer white ones to printed? Or does she find some of the printed ones cute, or at least less absurd, than others? Larger vs less bulky? Plastic vs cloth-backed? Or is her thinking on this strictly binary - given a choice between a husband in diapers vs a husband not in diapers, she'd obviously go with the latter? And a diaper is a diaper is a diaper, like a bullet is a bullet is a bullet, for the one receiving it? Or, would it come down to asking which ones were the cheapest? 

You can see why I haven't posed the question. Or is it like my socks - she has no preferences, presumably? Do I have any preferences regarding her socks? Not really. But when it comes to her, underwear, I guess I prefer the sportier and/or more petite ones, to the giant grandma knickers she sometimes wears - but that is strictly up to her, and I, in turn, would prefer that my daily diaper selection remain largely up to me, although certainly, if she said, "Hey, wear those monster-themed ones when we go out for breakfast...", I would accommodate that. But opening the door to such considerations could lead to... "And when we go out for dinner with Mark & Kim, maybe don't wear baby's underpants...?", which I would not be interested in considering. Kim is boring, except when she's making impolite comments, so she'd probably crack a joke about my age and my prostate, if I got up from the table five times, to go pee. 

 

[Little Sherri]

Here's a new one for me... for some of you who have done doctors appointments for years or decades, wearing your favourite ABDL diapers proudly, this isn't going to be a big deal, but it is a big deal for me. I've mentioned before how my wife has been after me to start using my massage benefits, but I haven't been for one since I started wearing diapers 5 years ago. Well, it just so happens that my back has been sore this week - I have spent a LOT of time in front of the computer, mostly for work. 

So, I signed up for a massage, however my account at the place we go to has been out of use for so long that it's expired, so they needed updated health information. I took a deep breath, and ticked the box that said "lack of bladder control" and then "intermittent" as the frequency. 

I have been ambushed by a urologist and requested to drop my trousers when I was wearing a pull-up, and I've been thrust into a crowded waiting room while wearing a diaper under a transparent disposable gown, during a medical imaging appointment at the height of the pandemic (they've since ditched the transparent paper gowns, I'm happy to note...), so this isn't technically the first time I've allowed this side of myself to be subjected to examination by the medical profession (and I've been diapered at dozens of doctors appointments where my trousers did not have to come off - I like those better...). But, this is the first time I've put it down on paper. I doubt whether the RMT will care or even notice it, and I hope that they don't care about, or notice, my underpants, either, but here we are. 

[superabsorbantpolymer]

Wow they have a box for bladder control? Or you just wrote that in? I've never had to fill a form like that, but I've never gone to a corporate massage business. Either way it saves you the hassle of explaining it (although I enjoy that). 

Enjoy it, as I mentioned before nothing makes me feel better than a diapered massage.

[Little Sherri]

7 hours ago, superabsorbantpolymer said:

Wow they have a box for bladder control? Or you just wrote that in?

They had a page with about 40 boxes you could tick, everything from heart disease to chronic injuries to pregnancy (nope...), allergies, etc. So I didn't have to write anything in. It was kind of an impulsive decision to tick that box - we'll see if I end up regretting it! 

On another topic, now I feel badly for maligning the BeDry Elitecare... I had one that leaked prematurely at the back of the thighs, and the inner liner also pulled away from the clover, although that didn't really cause any problems, it's just notable. Well, I wore another one for a good part of yesterday... and it performed great, ended up damp almost all the way up the back, weighed as much as a dead raccoon, and it didn't leak. I almost felt bad taking it off, but it was too swollen to wear out of the house at that point. 

The analogy that came to mind in considering the quite-variable performances I have experienced with both the Rearz Select, and now, their Incontrol BeDry Elitecare, is this... which is worse, an unreliable lawn tractor, or an unreliable helicopter? 

When you're driving a lawn tractor, you know you're driving a lawn tractor, and you don't go very far from home. When you're driving a helicopter, you assume you're driving a long-range performance machine, so you don't take it to go get milk, you take it to other cities. A helicopter failure can be a great deal more inconvenient, or even fatal, versus a lawn tractor failure, which is more of a nuisance. I have to test more Elitecare's and see if that first result was an anomaly. 

[~Brian~]

@Little Sherri@FretaBWet@LilRugrat

On 4/10/2024 at 5:51 PM, Little Sherri said:

So, I signed up for a massage, however my account at the place we go to has been out of use for so long that it's expired, so they needed updated health information. I took a deep breath, and ticked the box that said "lack of bladder control" and then "intermittent" as the frequency. 

That can happen, as when you go to the doctor's office, and you need something like a new authorization for incontinence supplies (such as I did when I first met my new doctor in 2023) or when you use PT or OT, or an Orthopedic Specialist.  These things only last a year or so, and they expire.  With incontinence supplies, the owner of the company that I get them from takes care of that for me.  Those authorizations have to be done every six months, and I like the way it is done now, because SHE knows when it's due to be reauthorized, and SHE calls and deals with the doctor and gets that all set for me.  I had to go through hell during the pandemic, because once my authorization ran out, not only did it run out at the end of the six month authorization period, it EXPIRED and sat so long that the WHOLE PROCESS had to be redone from the START, because someone was NOT paying attention, and did NOT tell me anything until well AFTER the thing was expired.  

That resulted in me NOT being able to order diapers, boosters and underpads for 7 MONTHS!  Lucky for me, I am able to order TWICE a month, and so I could get a total of 180 diapers in reserve - I NEEDED to use that reserve when this snafu happened, and that was when the OWNER took over, and will let me know either by phone or email the status of the authorization, and will make the necessary call when it needs to be renewed:  I don't worry about THAT anymore - But when you have snafu's happen in systems like this, you CANNOT bank on whether something is DONE or NOT!

I don't  have any problems with the fact that My records indicate that I suffer from incontinence of feces and urine - In FACT, I WANT it stated on my medical records, because of the hell I went through in 2018 and 2019 with accidents, diverticulitis, IBS and mobility issues.  I'm not as FAST as I used to be, and that is a problem.  Because of people on DD who helped me deal with the issues I was dealing with, and discussing things with me, I was able to accept what was happening, and I learned that it is not bad to wear diapers and i  was able to finally understand and accept my situation, and I am glad that I had a bunch of good people here that are understanding and know what is what when it comes to issues like this!  For that, I am grateful (You know who you are)

One of the many things I've learned is that you should EMBRACE the situation you find yourself in, and NOT worry about what people believe or think.  What is important is that you do what you do, in a responsible manner, and that you do it because you feel lt is the right thing to do.  Just because people think that "diapers are for babies," they are NOT - and they help people deal with incontinence and other issues. 

On 4/10/2024 at 5:51 PM, Little Sherri said:

I have been ambushed by a urologist and requested to drop my trousers when I was wearing a pull-up, and I've been thrust into a crowded waiting room while wearing a diaper under a transparent disposable gown, during a medical imaging appointment at the height of the pandemic (they've since ditched the transparent paper gowns, I'm happy to note...), so this isn't technically the first time I've allowed this side of myself to be subjected to examination by the medical profession (and I've been diapered at dozens of doctors appointments where my trousers did not have to come off - I like those better...). But, this is the first time I've put it down on paper. I doubt whether the RMT will care or even notice it, and I hope that they don't care about, or notice, my underpants, either, but here we are. 

I have been lucky, in that my diagnosis happened in 2019, before the pandemic started.  I have only been to the hospital once during the pandemic, and I was asked to mask, which is OK with me.  Having them KNOW of my incontinence, they know, in fact they may EXPECT that I am wearing a diaper, and they sometimes ask if I am in need of a change, and they have done that for me in the ER twice, and when I had my colo, they changed me 27 times in two days.  They did it with care, compassion, love, understanding, and professionalism.  There have been many times I am sure that they have helped others in my position:  They DID say something about how GOOD my Northshore Megamaxes were, to which I did say, "I am TOTALLY incontinent BOTH ways, so I need the best"

Most medical professionals won't even bat an eyelash when it comes to dealing with incontinence, because to them it has been done before, and it's not a big deal or an issue.  With severe IC noted both ways NOTED on my medical records, they KNOW about it, it's DIAGNOSED, and I don't have to hide it anymore, or my feelings about the situation. 

Once, we were talking about Incontinence in chat, and we were discussing a "desire to be incontinent" Vs. "medically diagnosed incontinence."  I remember a LOT of people who have visited here, and in their journey, they ask "What is it like to BE Incontinent?"

My answer:  Think of it as you being two to three years old, and still in diapers.  You have a diaper on, and you have to GO to the bathroom, and you try to hold it, and you can't and you just let it all out.  You don't have any control at all, you don't KNOW WHEN you will release, or WHAT you will release, but you KNOW you are going to wet/mess that diaper.  I tell them that people that are IC are just that way:  They don't have a CHOICE, because they WILL release.  @~ashley~said it best when she said her "Plumbing is broken downstairs" (and I will always remember what she said, because it is a PERFECT explanation of the situation): She tells it like it is, and I do the same thing - I am glad that I was able to get the help I needed, as well as to give  others the same help and support.  That is why I always say, you may have a negative because of incontinence, but for each negative, you try to find the positive:  In my case, I am IC, and I have to wear diapers, but I can also deal with the feelings and urges that I deal with by wearing them, which is an appropriate way to deal with it.

I remember someone asking me if I knew what I was talking about, and @Little Sherri said that I am the "real deal" when it comes to incontinence - which made me chuckle - I've dealt with diapers on and off all my life, and I've been a DL since I was 8.  If you read my "Journey Thread", you'll get an idea of what I went through as a kid, with all of the time I spent in pediatric rehab, and It's no WONDER I am the way i am - They put people in diapers because they don't want you to get up and move around without help, and even then, you had them help you - At night, they would diaper you, so they would not have to take you to the bathroom.  If you didn't wear diapers, and you wet/messed the bed, they would diaper you because they had to take you to the bathroom, and they usually didn't want to do it, resulting in people having a wet or messy bed, because (in my mind) they were LAZY and did not WANT to help us once we were down for the night:  They wanted to only have to change diapers, which is easier than taking us to the bathroom.  My journey thread explains that and more HERE

@superabsorbantpolymer

13 hours ago, superabsorbantpolymer said:

Wow they have a box for bladder control? Or you just wrote that in? I've never had to fill a form like that, but I've never gone to a corporate massage business. Either way it saves you the hassle of explaining it (although I enjoy that). 

Enjoy it, as I mentioned before nothing makes me feel better than a diapered massage.

Most medical questionnaires have questions like that, as they may be trying to help you and having an issue marked on a form like that would alert the doctor if someone is normally NOT having problems with bladder or bowels, and suddenly has a problem that presents, and one of the things is that they are having troubles with bladder or bowel control.  However, I have never heard of a message place asking something like that, BUT, they could do that, so they could be prepared for such a need if someone is incontinent - When you are dealing with the doctor, they may want to know the frequency, the amount of void, the color of the urine or stool, or if the smell is different, which would be an indicator of further problems, or at least a warning that the doctor may want to investigate what's going on.

Nothing wrong with having a diapered massage!  I've had dreams of DD members giving me one:  which was the inspiration for me writing my story ~Brian's Dream Comes True~, (HERE).   Nothing like a message to help you unwind, and loosen up tired, achy muscles!

5 hours ago, Little Sherri said:

They had a page with about 40 boxes you could tick, everything from heart disease to chronic injuries to pregnancy (nope...), allergies, etc. So I didn't have to write anything in. It was kind of an impulsive decision to tick that box - we'll see if I end up regretting it! 

@Little Sherri

That reminds me of the questionnaire I completed for the University of Vermont's UVM Health Network: UVM Medical Center Headache Clinic in Burlington, VT (USA). That was FIFTEEN (15) pages long.  Because that thing is done,  Now I can see Dr. Reagan more quickly than I expected, it is better for me, as my responses were able to help her decide, with help of a couple of doctors that she consulted, what medicines i could take that would NOT cause problems.  I see her in 3 months, but today, at 5:30AM, I had to take a 100MG fast acting tablet cause my head was KILLING me!!

I don't think you'll regret doing it:  I was scared as hell when I first started having problems with incontinence, and because of the good people here, and knowing about Daily Diapers being here, I KNEW where I needed to come to get the help I needed, and I can tell you, it's the BEST decision I ever made:  Life is so stressful out there, and the LAST thing I, or anyone else should sweat over is a wet or messy diaper when it happens (Unless there is a REASON to suspect that the reason is due to some abnormal situation, which in that case, you should ALWAYS check to make sure nothing is REALLY WRONG!).

I've been wearing 24/7/365 since 2020 - and I DO NOT have any regrets, and I am happier now:  I think of wearing diapers as a necessity, as well as a comfort to me, and think of the fact that the world, as @Kawaharu has stated before is so Stressful, that I think of wearing diapers as a stress reliever, as well as using the diaper as a stress reliever, as what you release is the "Junk" You and your Body do NOT need, so it is ejected and then you change when you are ready

I don't have any regrets, other than that I wish that I would have done this earlier than 2020, but sometimes, the right circumstances have to present, and you have to have the right support systems to make that happen - i have those now, and I will NEVER have to worry about that again!

Brian

 

Edited April 11 by ~Brian~
Added the last couple paragraphs. The system would NOT allow me to hit Enter, because the cursor was not able to move

[adhb]

Brian, why do you need authorization to get incontinence supplies?

 

[Little Sherri]

17 hours ago, adhb said:

Brian, why do you need authorization to get incontinence supplies?

Ill leave this to @~Brian~, but if I had to guess, I'd say it's because insurance pays for them, and they want a recurring doctors order confirming he still needs them. 

Well, I can tick another box on my list, after ticking the boxes on their list: I have now had a massage while wearing a diaper. 

I chickened out on going in there and stripping down to just my diaper - this was a new RMT that I had never interacted with before, a middle-aged lady who was very nice and also effective - the massage definitely helped in releasing knots in my back. I know she did a good job because I felt like I'd been in a minor car accident by the end. 

She reviewed my intake form and asked me some questions about my medical history, but did not ask about the bladder functionality part of it - I take it that has little bearing on an RMT's scope of practice. As to why it's on there, I'm not sure - maybe their chiropractic practice would pay more attention to that, if, say, you were receiving rehab for a car accident injury that had neurological implications. Then, it was time to enter the chamber of relaxation, although I wasn't feeling very relaxed - if I'm being honest, I wanted to flee. 

I'd committed to myself that I would wear a "real" diaper - not a pull-up or a something tiny and cloth-backed. However, I also wanted a plain diaper, and one that wasn't conspicuous. I went with an Incontrol Essential - a white plastic medium-wight diaper with two tapes on each side. I elected to bring oversized, lightweight gym shorts with me so that I would not have to hang out in just a diaper - I didn't know exactly what the circumstances of the visit would be, and I've really only ever worn that little in front of my wife, so I wasn't looking for an opportunity to traumatize a medical professional, even if they've probably seen worse, or at least "similar" in their careers. 

She brought me to the room with the table in it, then suggested I get "changed" (ha ha), and get onto the bed and pull the sheet up over myself, and then she left for a moment. I dispensed with my outerwear and put on the shorts, which were in my laptop bag, and then I laid down on the bed faceup and pulled the sheet up to my chest. She knocked, I said come in, and then we made pleasant conversation while she began by massaging my shoulders. 

She worked her way down to my legs, in the process folding the sheet up until it was just covering my midsection, basically, and then she asked me to roll over, saying "You're mostly here for your back, so I want to concentrate on that."

She did the back of my legs quickly, getting up to the tops of my thighs, where she rolled up the legs of my shorts, but, she while she was in "the general area", I didn't feel like it was likely she'd make contact with any part of me that was wrapped in plastic. Then she moved up to my shoulders and massaged them from behind, and I was becoming fairly at-ease and relaxed.

However, then, she started working her way down my back, and commenting on the knots she was finding, and working those out, and she asked me about my posture when I work, and then said, "Now, I want to concentrate on your lower back." That raised alarms in me slightly, but it was far too late to do anything about it. I supposed I could have jumped up and just fled...

So, she rolled the sheet down until it was mid-butt, and then... yup. She pulled the elastic of my shorts down until it was at the top of my buttocks, essentially. Or maybe I should say Essentially, because at that point, I knew that the waistband of my diaper had to be well above that of the shorts, and sure enough, I felt her working my lower back and the top of my gluteal muscles, through my diaper - I cold actually hear the plastic crinkling under the pressure. My cheeks were glowing red against the paper cover stretched over the ring that I was face down in. 

She worked my lower back and upper butt, and then she went and got "the thumper" (an energetic massage device) and applied it to my back, lower back, and right down my butt to my thighs, then she pulled the waistband of my shorts back up, rolled the sheet up to my midback, and came around to massage my head. I felt at that point like it might have been perceptibly warmer than the rest of me, and I was concentrating on not reacting - part of me wanted to say "Yeah, listen, this is the first time I've done this in 5 years, and I've never done it in a nappy before, so I apologize if this is awkward... I don't really know the protocol...". But doing that would probably have made it even more awkward. Also, I have no idea why, in my head right now, it would have somehow been better to say "nappy" than "diaper". 

When she was done, she said "You can get up," so I rolled over onto my back, sat up, and pivoted so that my legs were hanging off the bed. She advised me to be careful standing up, lest I get a head rush and lose my balance, then asked me "How was that?"

I told her it had felt great, and that I could tell by the trauma she'd inflicted that my muscles had gotten what was coming to them, and would likely feel better in the coming days, if not immediately after their tenderizing. She said that I should come in more often, and that for this particular complaint (sore back), I should come again in a week or two even if it feels like it's getting better. She was very pleasant and not at all awkward, throughout the whole thing, even though I felt like I was working diligently not to sound flustered. She left the room and closed the door so that I could get changed, at which point I allowed myself to pee - I'd been holding it for most of the treatment. I think I maybe peed a little bit while I was getting undressed - that was it.

I met her up by the reception desk and she asked if I wanted to schedule another appointment. I answered truthfully that I had to consult my calendar first, thanked her, paid the receptionist, she gave me the receipt for my insurance company, and I left. 

[~Brian~]

On 4/11/2024 at 11:00 PM, adhb said:

Brian, why do you need authorization to get incontinence supplies?

@adhb @Little Sherri

On 4/12/2024 at 4:49 PM, Little Sherri said:

Ill leave this to @~Brian~, but if I had to guess, I'd say it's because insurance pays for them, and they want a recurring doctors order confirming he still needs them. 

That is correct - You normally would be getting the "diapers" that are pull ons, and they are the CHEAPEST ones that they can give you, and anything the state pays for is the cheapest that they can get away with. (Prevail Air Briefs, etc)

I had to go 4 weeks using the diapers that they first give you, and I had to prove that the ones they give you do NOT work for me.  Once I did that, I needed:

1.  The Doctor to say that my condition is such that the cheap stuff they normally allow you under the rules does NOT help me, and would not be adequate for my needs.   He then writes the Name of the Diapers and Size on the authorization.  He then will explain WHY I need it, and why the diapers that are given without the authorization will NOT meet my needs.   The doctor and I usually speak about stuff like that each time it may come up.  This last time, my script was up, my doctor retired, and I was assigned a new one.  The new doctor, of course, is going to want to see a patient before authorizing the script.  All I needed to do was to tell Dr. Ingram that I needed them, and he asked me a couple questions, and then sent his approval of the script to Medicaid.  Since they are allowing me to get the diapers that work for me, and they said that is what they want for me, they already have a contract with a provider in New Hampshire (US) that provides me the Underpads, Boosters, and Diapers. 

2.  To have a provider that can supply me the diapers, underpads and boosters that I use, which was something that the State of Vermont does.  They have a "Special Pricing" contract with the provider of my supplies.  The "authorization" is basically asking Medicaid to allow me to get the supplies I need, even though they already provide diapers to those that need them,  Authorizations basically tell Medicaid that I need what I need, and am asking the state to provide me with the diapers, boosters and underpads I need.  In My Case, I am asking for the State to allow me to use Northshore Megamax diapers and boosters (In the appropriate sizes), and to provide me with disposable underpads.

3.  The State to say "yes."  Once that happens, my IC Supplies Provider calls me and then would ask me if I need any supplies.  They send me 90 Diapers, 90 Boosters, and about 90 underpads monthly - the Supplier will order what I need, and I usually get it in 4 days.

The Supplier and I will speak each time, and when and IF the Authorization needs to be renewed (They do every six months), The supplier sends me an email when the current Authorization expires, and THEN she will do the renewal with Vermont Medicaid, and do whatever has to happen with the agreement to provide the supplies to me.  Vermont Medicaid is paying the provider to provide me with plastic backed diapers, as no one in this state can supply them (Medicaid did tell me once that they CAN provide them if needed, and they do that because I need them.). Then, IF the authorization is in need of renewal, she will call my doctor, and do all that for me, and all I do is interact with her, and with Doctor Ingram when I need his assistance with things I need.  Most times, I don't even have to worry or do anything, because she's ON the BALL, and will send ME an email to tell me when she has done that, and how long it lasts!

The REASON that these authorizations only last six months?:  The Price of things can change, go UP/DOWN or stay the same, and that way, the state and the supplies provider aren't paying HIGH prices for diapers, like when we had $4.95/Gallon Prices for gas,  That way, they can work with providers to see if they can work out a new deal if necessary.

Frequency:  I can order twice a month, once on the 1st, and once on the 15th.  The Authorization says that I can have 90 Diapers per order.  So, what I do is always TRY to have 180 diapers on hand, and I have done that a few times, where I have ordered twice a month for 3 months:  During COVID-19, I had a large supply and I ordered I think I ordered 5 times during 2020, 2021 and 2022, to keep the supply up.  I only order enough so that I can have a 2-3 month supply on hand, as I don't have a lot of storage, so I have to plan when I need an order, as I want to be able to shelve and store it.

4.  Northshore as a Direct provider of the supplies:  I needed to set this up, because the State Pays the IC Supplier to provide me with the Boosters, the Diapers and the Underpads.  The IC supplier can send me the underpads no problem, BUT:  I used to get the IC supplier to order them through Amazon, UNTIL I ended up with an order that was in error, and they sent me the wrong product.  The NSC Rep asked me one day why we were ordering through Amazon, and reminded me that NSC MAKES the products (Boosters/Diapers) I use, so I asked them if they would be willing to work with my Supplies Provider.  I then asked the Supplies Provider if the Agreement that she has with the State of Vermont says anything about WHERE she has to order them from.  She told me that the Agreement did NOT say that she could NOT choose WHERE she gets them from.  I then asked her to get in touch with NSC, and they set her up with an account.  NSC set it up so ANYTHING ordered through the IC Supplier is paid for by the Supplier, and any orders I get from the supplier show up on my NSC Dashboard on the website.  I also have my address and info there if I want to purchase anything, but I have not had need to do that for a long while.

That way, I check with the doctor if something needs to change as far as the Authorization, and she calls me to check to see what I need.  I just say I want [COLOR: White/Pink/Black/Blue/Tie Dye] and , She will ask me if I need boosters or underpads, and If I do, she'll send them.

I am also set up with my Home Health Agency:  They have ordered things for me that Medicaid will NOT cover:  This includes: Wipes, Gloves, Topicals (excluding: Baby Powder, as I get that mysef), Diaper Disposal Bags, Can Liners for the Akord Jannibelle, Bag Balm, NSC Trifectas, Onesies, etc.  If I want it, I can ask, and if they say YES, then they order it, through whomever they get it from, and they have an account now with Northshore, so I can make sure i have what I need and want available.

I should point out that during the time I was required to try everything the State wanted me to Try before allowing me the Northshore Megamax.  Also, I was in contact with the state, and they were able to set up the "special pricing" contract and get me the diapers I needed within 2 Days of the call to the doctor:

This is because I was "flooding" the cloth backed diapers, and they were causing skin problems and rashes.  I basically had to TELL the state that what they provided me BEFORE the change to Plastic Backed Diapers were JUNK, and that I was basically wetting the FLOOR, which is UNACCEPTABLE!

Brian

 

Edited April 14 by ~Brian~
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[Little Sherri]

Well, I have another "first" to relate today, and a near-first... I got home from staying over at a buddy's place and eating a lot of crazy food last night, for a birthday celebration, and then I stopped off on the way home to visit another buddy who is going through some stuff at work, and we ended up going to a pub and having a couple of pints. I had been in my diaper - a Rearz Essential - for about 15 hours at that point, although 8 to 9 of those where while I was asleep and I only barely wet before I got up. Still, it had been a long shift for the Essential, so I stopped peeing for the last half hour at the bar, rather than doing a daytime standing diaper change in a public washroom. I drove home... got out of the car.. and ran into my wife and daughter on the driveway, who wanted to show me what they were teaching the dog. I said "I just need to run inside, give me one second..." but then my wife handed me the dog's leash and went off to try and show me how he comes when called, and she kept asking me to make him sit, "no... closer to you... no, wait until he's paying attention..." and then I just lost it and peed in my diaper. 

And I peed through my diaper and it ran down the inside of the leg of my jeans. It didn't make it to my shoes, but the inside of my right leg was very clearly wet. My wife said "Oh." I said "Yeah.... take the dog." Then I walked inside and threw my jeans in the wash and walked upstairs in my soggy diaper and got changed. 

THEN I came back down in other jeans, and we went to take the dog for a walk around the block. Midway through the walk, I felt like I had to fart, so I did... and, I pooped my diaper. Very slightly. Not a catastrophic blow-out, but still... I don't usually do that. We finished the walk and I just came into the garage to package up the garbage and to type this. Now, I'm trying to figure out if I should just toss the new diaper (A Rearz Lil' Splash), even though it's mostly dry, or if, because "the incident" amounts to very little, as far as I can tell... I should just ride it out until I'm getting ready for bed. I can't detect any odor about me other than baby powder - it's a small nugget in a big plastic diaper... but I'm also physically slightly uncomfortable, and existentially, even more so. My wife wants to watch a show. Do I sit on my bed in an even-mildly shat-in diaper and try to get away with it for a couple of hours, or do I change yet again within two hours... those of you in diapers whose spouses know about it, do you ever just hang around in a pooped diaper, or does that call for an immediate change...? My first instinct is to go change it, although I suspect she'll wonder what is going on, because I just changed a short while ago after peeing my pants on the driveway. She'll think I'm falling apart.

[FretaBWet]

It took me a while to get over being upset when I have a #2 accident. It doesn't matter if I put a $5 diaper on 5 minutes ago, I need to change and clean up right away. My wife understands when it happens and will comfort me because she knows how much I dislike it. I know it's crazy that someone in diapers gets upset about using them but that's how it is with me. I do want to point out that I'm perfectly fine with anyone else pooping themselves if that's something they like.

Hugs

Freta

[Little Sherri]

2 minutes ago, FretaBWet said:

I need to change and clean up right away.

Yeah, I didn't last more than 30 minutes, sitting on the bed watching a TV show. My younger daughter joined us as well, and I was just too uncomfortable. Slightly, in the physical sense, more so, psychologically. And then I needed to go #2 again, and that was it - I wasn't going to do it in my Pampers; the first time around had been a legitimate accident. Coming back for a kill shot would have been gratuitous. (Funny note, "kill shot" autocorrected to "kill shit" the first time.) Not to say that I "lost control", but more that I ignored a slightly dodgy signal, because I had plastic disposable underpants on, so I took a risk I otherwise would not have taken, and was punished accordingly. 

So I opened my drawer, grabbed another Lil' Splash, went into the bathroom, and took a shower. If my wife noticed that I'd changed myself twice in two hours, she didn't say anything. Now I'm clean and dry and comfy and can relax and watch a show. 

[oznl]

6 hours ago, Little Sherri said:

 and then I just lost it and peed in my diaper.

And that's how it is now for me.  Whilst not incontinent, if you ask me not to pee for anything more than an hour or so, that's liable to provoke catastrophic failure.  I can be "continent" but I need a clear path to a toilet and zero delays.

I truly wonder if we would EVER become incontinent by doing what we do (although dripping-on-sneeze the other day was something new).  Having said that, if we were assessed by how able we were to stay dry under daily life challenges, would a practitioner consider us functionally incontinent (or heading towards such a state)?

6 hours ago, Little Sherri said:

THEN I came back down in other jeans, and we went to take the dog for a walk around the block. Midway through the walk, I felt like I had to fart, so I did... and, I pooped my diaper. Very slightly. Not a catastrophic blow-out, but still...

Be happy it wasn't a catastrophic blow-out.  I've worn THAT t-shirt.  All things being equal, I have full control.  Throw variables such a too much of the wrong food into the mix and accidents may well happen now.

[Little Sherri]

I have another diaper dream to enter into the annals:

My wife and I were on vacation somewhere tropical, and a cruise ship was in port, and somehow, we got invited onto the cruise ship for a tour. We walked around the ship - it was quite lavish, almost baroque. I recall taking a moment to wet my diaper while we paused to view a Titanic-esque dining area replete with giant chandeliers. 

Then we got invited to use one of the pools, and we were given a quasi-public space to change in, it seemed like a coat check room, or something like that. Magically, I now had my bathing suit with me, and I stripped off my clothes and put on the swimsuit. I distinctly recall carefully un-taping one side of my diaper, sliding it down, and then folding the tabs in on their nonstick parking spots so that I could reuse the diaper later. I recall noting that it was now wet, and not looking forward to putting it back on, but, I didn't have any other options. I somewhat awkwardly tucked the diaper under my clothes and left them on the floor in a corner, and then we went down to the pool. 

The diaper was an unidentified white plastic one with tapes - if I had to say what it was, I would go with a MegaMax or a BeDry. 

We were sitting around the pool when we suddenly realized that the ship was moving, so I went over to a crew member and asked what was going on. He said that it was too windy to stay close to shore, so they were headed out to sea. I said, so, are you docking anywhere else around here? And he said, no, we'll be at sea at least for a day or two before our next port of call. 

I panicked - we were leaving our hotel room, bags, everything behind, we didn't have a room on the ship, and, I only had ONE already-wet diaper with me. The conclusion was that we were going to be allowed to sleep in that coat check room - kind of them - but that I was going to have to go down to the shopping area on the ship and see if anyone sold anything approaching diapers. I recall thinking, but deciding not to say out loud to my wife, that I might have to buy the largest baby diapers they sold, and then use them as stuffers, and wear the diaper I had on for the next 48 hours or so, and thinking that I should be careful with the tapes. And that buying diapers in a cruise ship gift shop was going to be expensive, if they even had them. (In real life I know that giant cruise ships have expansive [and expensive] shopping areas and would at least carry baby diapers, and probably also adult pull-ups, but in my dream I was thinking I'd be looking for a dusty old bag of Pampers parked next to the sunblock on a small shelf in a store that primarily sold t-shirts). 

I was very distressed about being on a cruise with one outfit and one diaper and only a coat closet for accommodations, and that's when I woke up to find myself very happy to be in my own bed - and, in a wet diaper (a BeDry Night - still in it). I had evidently peed during the dream. 

[Little Sherri]

Just dropped in to state the obvious, for anyone who's reading this: I don't know how I would get through my day without wearing a diaper. My job has become so busy lately, I have no time to get and do anything, let alone go to the bathroom. My wife has been bringing me my lunch at my desk when she's home. It's nice that I can simply forget about the plumbing department until I stand up to stretch, and realize that my diaper has bulked up a bit. 

It's also been a crutch for me psychologically - when I have to focus on a task that's not at the top of my list of things to do, I think to myself, "At least I can wear a diaper while I do this..."

I think she had gotten used to seeing me up here in my office in a diaper and a golf shirt, dressed for Zoom & Teams meetings where the horizon line is conveniently mid-chest, although with the cooler weather, I have been tending to wear trousers. But it's getting nice out again and we are drifting towards the "pants optional" months, so I shall once again be testing her tolerance. 

I'm still kind of self-conscious about pacifiers during the day, or really anytime outside of when I'm actually in bed, under the covers. I've accepted that when I'm sleeping and she's watching something on her tablet or phone, that she can see I have a pacifier going, although putting it in is the second last thing I do, followed only by turning out my bedside lamp. As I've explained before, it's at least partially for her benefit - she used to elbow me away some nights because I was clicking my teeth There was a stretch a while ago - a couple of years, actually - where I was working on a big, detailed project, and I started using one while I was concentrating, almost like chewing gum, but once I got back to doing frequent online meetings, I stopped using one during the day. Forgetting your paci is clipped to your shirt could be a career-ending move.

I may implement it again - I did find it relaxing, although I don't know if I could "get over myself" enough to actually use it in front of anyone, when I'm not sleeping. I have wondered if a pacifier could be a weight loss crutch, again, like chewing gum - if I used one while watching TV, would I be less compelled to snack? But then I feel like I'd look absurd. But then again, I'm also generally sitting there in a big diaper, so... 

The ultimate invention would be a pacifier into which you could pour Scotch. Sort of the baby bottle equivalent of a shot glass, with a really tiny orifice... I shall begin assembling the blueprints for the patent office. 

[Little Sherri]

I spent a busy weekend doing work around the yard - some of it in my own yard, more of it in other people's yards. It was one of those Canadian "smells like Spring" weekends where by most objective standards, it was still "cold" outside - using metal tools without gloves on became uncomfortable after a few minutes. But that's still a big improvement over "became uncomfortable instantly, and became dangerous within a few minutes", which is where we were scant weeks ago. I actually wore sunblock - this side of the planet is now tilted sufficiently towards our radiation provider, that my ghost-white skin can pick up some colour from it. 

I wore onesies on both days, which used to be fairly common practice for me, but a combination of being busy at work, and it being winter, saw me not doing a lot of athletic bending, kneeling or squatting at other people's houses over the last couple of months, so I've been tending to just wear tucked-in t-shirts and overhanging sweatshirts or sweaters. At home, I don't really practice any diaper security protocols - that cat is well out of the bag. But this weekend, it looked (if not felt) like it might get warm enough to not need a sweater, and I had plans to help fix a fence and assemble a garden shed, so I moved discretion up the priority list a bit. 

I've been test-driving my BeDry EliteCare stock, trying to figure out if they're a great diaper, or just mediocre. I had one bad experience with one - my first experience - where it leaked earlier than I would have expected for a 10,000 ML ISO product. But since then, I've worn them a bunch of times, and they've been bulletproof, holding more than I expected and not dampening my clothes or my chair. They stood up well to the outdoor manual labour. Despite going up ladders and bending down to the ground like some kind of cross-fit routine, I kind of forgot about my diaper, held in place as it was by my onesie. It was nice to sip beer, get stuff done, and dribble away carelessly in the company of good friends. I even toddled around the house for a while dressed like that - my jeans had muddy knees so I tossed them in our ground-floor washer as soon as I came into the house. I planned to eventually take a shower but was in no hurry to do so, but neither did I want to put other clothing on, when I was painted up with sunblock and dust. The diaper felt like it had a couple of hours in it yet, the onesie was comfy, my kids were out, so made some tea and read the paper looking like a 6-foot, literate toddler, I guess. 

One place where my diaper security protocols failed me was leaving evidence of my predilection for wearing oversized Pampers on the dining room table. I'd gone down to my basement stash to reup specifically on the EliteCare's, but I still had sufficient other stock in my diaper drawer not to require a full restocking run. I had a stack of three of them in my hand Saturday morning when I got called away from my mission, to try and retrieve lot ear buds from behind a radiator. I put the diapers down on the dining room table on Saturday morning... rescued the ear buds... and then threw a sweatshirt on and went out to the garage, and never came back in the house before leaving. 

I got home late that evening and ate reheated pizza in the kitchen, took a shower, got into an overnight diaper, and eventually went to bed, having walked by or through the dining room a dozen times, without realizing that next to a stack of books my wife was planning on lending to someone, and a box of coffee pods from Costco, three adult diapers sat in plain view. Sunday, I was out and at it again for most of the day, culminating in the diaper shirt lounging described above, in the early evening, and it wasn't until I went looking for my water bottle, right before turning in for the night, that I rediscovered them. 

I came walking back up to our room, holding the stack in one hand and my water bottle in the other, and my upon seeing them, my wife said "I didn't know why you'd put those on the table, so I left them there." 

I explained that I'd forgotten them after bringing them up from the basement, and nothing more was said about it, but I was slightly disturbed. On the one hand, it is somewhat cool (in a use of the term that only we here could fathom) that I now live in a world where a stack of diapers is a ubiquitous and inconsequential as a box of Kleenex or a paperback novel, sitting in some obvious place in the house. IE, it's not like, say, a firearm, or bag of narcotics or the presidential nuclear codes. But on the other hand, I was gone for most of the weekend, so I had no idea who might have paraded through the house in my absence - my kids' friends, my wife's friends, possibly my in-laws... maybe someone she's having an affair with... who knows. SO, while the diaper on the dining room table were clearly my fault, I felt like maybe my wife could have picked them up and thrown them on my bedside table or something. But, seeing as I was wearing a onesie over a swollen diaper, I decided that she had the high ground, so I didn't point that out. 

[Little Sherri]

Quick little anecdote, part of which I have may have mentioned here before - the drugstore nearby redid their shelving about a year ago, and they moved the adult diaper products over next to the youth/baby products, where previously, adult products were stocked with the sanitary pads and such. Although the "incontinence pads" are still stocked over there, whereas anything that pulls up or tapes on is now an aisle over. I guess it becomes a conundrum for the shelf planners - an incontinence pad is closer in packaging and appearance to a sanitary pad, but on the other hand, from a functional prospective, it is an incontinence product. But I guess it's a bit of a "how many angels can dance on the head of a pin" argument. 

However, they have put up new signage again - this time, overhanging, rather than on the caps at the ends of the aisles. My younger daughter was the one who actually pointed this out to me; we were in there picking up a prescription for my wife, and I said "Hey, do you want to see if they have any of the new Goodnites in stock yet?" - they released some new Goodnites designs which we found in the US but that had not made their way up here the last time we looked for them. 

So we angled towards the appropriate aisle, and then my daughter pointed out the three signs that were hanging from the ceiling over it - one read "Baby", one read "Diapers", and one read "Training Pants." 

I asked her if she found that insulting - her and I often trade jabs about if pull-ups are "diapers" (she contends they aren't) - but then she said, "Well I guess I can ask you the same question!" - and pointed out that the adult diapers were in the same aisle, progressing seamlessly from the adolescent pull-up sizes. 

Not that I buy my diapers in the drugstore very often, but, touché.  

[baby ashes]

14 hours ago, Little Sherri said:

Quick little anecdote, part of which I have may have mentioned here before - the drugstore nearby redid their shelving about a year ago, and they moved the adult diaper products over next to the youth/baby products, where previously, adult products were stocked with the sanitary pads and such. Although the "incontinence pads" are still stocked over there, whereas anything that pulls up or tapes on is now an aisle over. I guess it becomes a conundrum for the shelf planners - an incontinence pad is closer in packaging and appearance to a sanitary pad, but on the other hand, from a functional prospective, it is an incontinence product. But I guess it's a bit of a "how many angels can dance on the head of a pin" argument. 

However, they have put up new signage again - this time, overhanging, rather than on the caps at the ends of the aisles. My younger daughter was the one who actually pointed this out to me; we were in there picking up a prescription for my wife, and I said "Hey, do you want to see if they have any of the new Goodnites in stock yet?" - they released some new Goodnites designs which we found in the US but that had not made their way up here the last time we looked for them. 

So we angled towards the appropriate aisle, and then my daughter pointed out the three signs that were hanging from the ceiling over it - one read "Baby", one read "Diapers", and one read "Training Pants." 

I asked her if she found that insulting - her and I often trade jabs about if pull-ups are "diapers" (she contends they aren't) - but then she said, "Well I guess I can ask you the same question!" - and pointed out that the adult diapers were in the same aisle, progressing seamlessly from the adolescent pull-up sizes. 

Not that I buy my diapers in the drugstore very often, but, touché.  

i love goodnites and sleepovers very comfty and absorbent