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I may finally be coming to terms with my incontinence and being in nappies 24/7. I know this may sound strange, but after 11 years I finally feel at peace with it.
Why has it taken so long? There are a couple of reasons why:
1. Firstly, nappies aren't a lifestyle choice for me - I wear them out of medical need. I have no problem with other people wearing nappies out of desire, but they have the luxury of going without a nappy if they want to, or if it's not practical. I don't have this option. As such, the permanence of the situation took a lot of getting used to.
2. Secondly, my incontinence fluctuates, but continues to worsen. It's caused by a long-term neurological illness that also affects the rest of my body as well, which is causing nerve damage to my bladder. I still have some control but I'm losing this slowly. However incontinence isn't a common symptom of my illness, so it took me ten years to get a diagnosis. For most of this time I was also having some serious anxiety about this issue as no-one could work out what was wrong with me and I didn't know if I was making this up. Over the summer, I had to order thicker nappies for everyday use, and I realised that the level of protection I would need was only going to increase as this worsens.
Anyhow...
Last week, I was working away from home in a different city, and I'd taken with me a pack of BetterDry. This is thicker than my regular nappy I wear for both day and night. I disclosed this to my employer as part of my disability, so I could get a wheelchair accessible hotel room and a mattress protector.
I woke up early one morning last week, and realised I was wetting my nappy, but unable to stop it. Normally this would make me feel nervous, but the BetterDry contained everything easily. And in a way it was comforting. And I was lying there in bed, wearing nothing but a nappy and a t-shirt, thinking "Is this really so bad? What am I afraid of?"
I was in a different city for work, wearing a much thicker nappy than usual. My employers knew about it but didn't mind, and nor do my family and close friends. I'd been able to arrange everything I needed in advance, so I had the right protection - and then some. So I had no need to worry about it.
I gently ran my fingers over the shell of the nappy that was wrapped around me in a hug. In addition to keeping me dry, it was also helping me stay more comfortable, giving me some much needed pain relief from chronic pain so bad it left me unable to walk very far. Considering the other illnesses I've faced and survived, this was easy to manage, and the treatment much less invasive.
And feeling warm, comforted and dry, I realised that I would never need to be afraid of my bladder issues again, no matter what happened.
I lay there in my wet nappy and smiled. Everything was going to be fine.
Breathe Deep, Seek Peace
Dinotopian2002
I may finally be coming to terms with my incontinence and being in nappies 24/7. I know this may sound strange, but after 11 years I finally feel at peace with it.
Why has it taken so long? There are a couple of reasons why:
1. Firstly, nappies aren't a lifestyle choice for me - I wear them out of medical need. I have no problem with other people wearing nappies out of desire, but they have the luxury of going without a nappy if they want to, or if it's not practical. I don't have this option. As such, the permanence of the situation took a lot of getting used to.
2. Secondly, my incontinence fluctuates, but continues to worsen. It's caused by a long-term neurological illness that also affects the rest of my body as well, which is causing nerve damage to my bladder. I still have some control but I'm losing this slowly. However incontinence isn't a common symptom of my illness, so it took me ten years to get a diagnosis. For most of this time I was also having some serious anxiety about this issue as no-one could work out what was wrong with me and I didn't know if I was making this up. Over the summer, I had to order thicker nappies for everyday use, and I realised that the level of protection I would need was only going to increase as this worsens.
Anyhow...
Last week, I was working away from home in a different city, and I'd taken with me a pack of BetterDry. This is thicker than my regular nappy I wear for both day and night. I disclosed this to my employer as part of my disability, so I could get a wheelchair accessible hotel room and a mattress protector.
I woke up early one morning last week, and realised I was wetting my nappy, but unable to stop it. Normally this would make me feel nervous, but the BetterDry contained everything easily. And in a way it was comforting. And I was lying there in bed, wearing nothing but a nappy and a t-shirt, thinking "Is this really so bad? What am I afraid of?"
I was in a different city for work, wearing a much thicker nappy than usual. My employers knew about it but didn't mind, and nor do my family and close friends. I'd been able to arrange everything I needed in advance, so I had the right protection - and then some. So I had no need to worry about it.
I gently ran my fingers over the shell of the nappy that was wrapped around me in a hug. In addition to keeping me dry, it was also helping me stay more comfortable, giving me some much needed pain relief from chronic pain so bad it left me unable to walk very far. Considering the other illnesses I've faced and survived, this was easy to manage, and the treatment much less invasive.
And feeling warm, comforted and dry, I realised that I would never need to be afraid of my bladder issues again, no matter what happened.
I lay there in my wet nappy and smiled. Everything was going to be fine.
Breathe Deep, Seek Peace
Dinotopian2002