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For those who wear diapers during the day, it seems that some situations arise where it’s just impossible to be discreet. I am curious to hear if you’ve ever been in a situation where you simply couldn’t hide your diaper.
Here are a few that happened to me:
Getting a massage:
out of courtesy, I felt it necessary to let the masseuse know ahead of time that I wear diapers and ask if she was comfortable with that. She said it was fine, and I figured she would keep that sheet on me anyway.
But halfway through the massage she completely removed the covering when she asked me to roll over and my wet diaper was on full display. She asked me some questions about why I wore diapers, and we had a conversation about my overactive bladder.
At first I was embarrassed, but actually her comfort level put me at ease knowing that she wasn’t bothered by it, and I’ve been back since.
Getting my knee x-rayed:
Years ago, I tore my ACL and have had reconstructive surgery since. But I have arthritis and my doctor continues to check up on it, ordering x-rays regularly.
During one particular visit I was wearing jeans over my diaper and was not anticipating x-rays that day. But he wanted to get updated images and sent me to the x-ray tech.
The technician asked me if my jeans would pull up high enough over my knee, but he wasn’t satisfied and felt they would block the image. He told me to go ahead and remove my pants, and I had no choice but to disrobe while he prepared the machine. I had to go through about 15 minutes of x-rays from different angles while standing in front of him wearing a T-shirt and diaper. Of course, he was very professional about the whole situation, and even offered me a gown If it made me feel more comfortable, But at that point I was already standing in front of him in my diaper and told him I guessed it didn’t matter if he didn’t mind. I didn’t see the point in complicating the situation if the cats already out of the bag.
Road trip accident:
I was on a 2 Hour drive coming back from a overnight business trip to return home. I was wearing a diaper, but after getting stuck in traffic and having an accident, I realized I had leaked badly. The back of my pants were soaked. I had another 75 minutes of the drive left and didn’t have an extra diaper so I decided to stop at a nearby medical supply store I was aware of that sold Tranquility (I had been there years earlier).
I was the only person in the store and the gal who worked there approached me, asking how she could help. I sheepishly explained my situation, and that I needed some absorbent diapers for the rest of my drive. She helped me get a package of Tranquility ATN diapers, and offered to let me change in her bathroom. The only pants I had to change into where are my pajama pants from my overnight bag, so I asked if she had anything like disposable scrubs. But all she had were some really nice ones that were pretty expensive so I told her I would just wear my pajamas for the rest of the drive.
I went into the bathroom and changed into a Tranquility diaper, and I put on my pajama pants and teeshirt. The pants were relatively thin, white Hanes cotton material that were rather formfitting because I sleep hot. I felt like the diaper bulge was pretty obvious, and the crinkle was very loud when I moved.
When I came out of the bathroom I kind of held my backpack in front of my pants, but she looked at me and said, “come here, let’s see!” I walked over to her and set my backpack down, and she said looking down at my crotch, “oh! That’s not too bad! I don’t think you can tell. Actually, turn around let me see from behind.”
I was embarrassed, but she was actually being really nice and helpful, so I turned around to let her look at my butt. When I did I guess it was way more obvious because she said, “oh yeah, you can see it pretty clearly from behind”. That wasn’t much of a surprise to me because the pants were so thin, but she said it wasn’t just the outline, but that the pants were a bit see-through. (I checked in the mirror and she was absolutely right). It was embarrassing to have a complete stranger tell me they can see my diaper through my pajamas, but I was grateful that she was trying to help me avoid further embarrassment.
I asked if she thought I should stop by the thrift store to buy some different pants and she said maybe it would be a good idea. Then she suggested I tie my dress shirt around my waist before walking out to the car and maybe that would be enough.
As a dug through my backpack pulling out my shirt that I have been wearing earlier. I heard her door buzz and I looked back to see another young woman coming into the shop. She noticed our interaction and stopped, waiting at the front of the store while I found my shirt and tied it around my waist. She clearly noticed my diaper and that I was trying to hide it but didn’t say anything.
I thanked the store manager, who wished me luck, and headed out the door to my car. As I passed the woman who had just entered, she looked at me and smiled an understanding and empathetic smile to let me know that she felt bad for my predicament. I was painfully aware of how loud my diaper with crinkling at that moment.
I’m sure I have experienced others and will post them if I think of them. What are some of yours?
Here are a few that happened to me:
Getting a massage:
out of courtesy, I felt it necessary to let the masseuse know ahead of time that I wear diapers and ask if she was comfortable with that. She said it was fine, and I figured she would keep that sheet on me anyway.
But halfway through the massage she completely removed the covering when she asked me to roll over and my wet diaper was on full display. She asked me some questions about why I wore diapers, and we had a conversation about my overactive bladder.
At first I was embarrassed, but actually her comfort level put me at ease knowing that she wasn’t bothered by it, and I’ve been back since.
Getting my knee x-rayed:
Years ago, I tore my ACL and have had reconstructive surgery since. But I have arthritis and my doctor continues to check up on it, ordering x-rays regularly.
During one particular visit I was wearing jeans over my diaper and was not anticipating x-rays that day. But he wanted to get updated images and sent me to the x-ray tech.
The technician asked me if my jeans would pull up high enough over my knee, but he wasn’t satisfied and felt they would block the image. He told me to go ahead and remove my pants, and I had no choice but to disrobe while he prepared the machine. I had to go through about 15 minutes of x-rays from different angles while standing in front of him wearing a T-shirt and diaper. Of course, he was very professional about the whole situation, and even offered me a gown If it made me feel more comfortable, But at that point I was already standing in front of him in my diaper and told him I guessed it didn’t matter if he didn’t mind. I didn’t see the point in complicating the situation if the cats already out of the bag.
Road trip accident:
I was on a 2 Hour drive coming back from a overnight business trip to return home. I was wearing a diaper, but after getting stuck in traffic and having an accident, I realized I had leaked badly. The back of my pants were soaked. I had another 75 minutes of the drive left and didn’t have an extra diaper so I decided to stop at a nearby medical supply store I was aware of that sold Tranquility (I had been there years earlier).
I was the only person in the store and the gal who worked there approached me, asking how she could help. I sheepishly explained my situation, and that I needed some absorbent diapers for the rest of my drive. She helped me get a package of Tranquility ATN diapers, and offered to let me change in her bathroom. The only pants I had to change into where are my pajama pants from my overnight bag, so I asked if she had anything like disposable scrubs. But all she had were some really nice ones that were pretty expensive so I told her I would just wear my pajamas for the rest of the drive.
I went into the bathroom and changed into a Tranquility diaper, and I put on my pajama pants and teeshirt. The pants were relatively thin, white Hanes cotton material that were rather formfitting because I sleep hot. I felt like the diaper bulge was pretty obvious, and the crinkle was very loud when I moved.
When I came out of the bathroom I kind of held my backpack in front of my pants, but she looked at me and said, “come here, let’s see!” I walked over to her and set my backpack down, and she said looking down at my crotch, “oh! That’s not too bad! I don’t think you can tell. Actually, turn around let me see from behind.”
I was embarrassed, but she was actually being really nice and helpful, so I turned around to let her look at my butt. When I did I guess it was way more obvious because she said, “oh yeah, you can see it pretty clearly from behind”. That wasn’t much of a surprise to me because the pants were so thin, but she said it wasn’t just the outline, but that the pants were a bit see-through. (I checked in the mirror and she was absolutely right). It was embarrassing to have a complete stranger tell me they can see my diaper through my pajamas, but I was grateful that she was trying to help me avoid further embarrassment.
I asked if she thought I should stop by the thrift store to buy some different pants and she said maybe it would be a good idea. Then she suggested I tie my dress shirt around my waist before walking out to the car and maybe that would be enough.
As a dug through my backpack pulling out my shirt that I have been wearing earlier. I heard her door buzz and I looked back to see another young woman coming into the shop. She noticed our interaction and stopped, waiting at the front of the store while I found my shirt and tied it around my waist. She clearly noticed my diaper and that I was trying to hide it but didn’t say anything.
I thanked the store manager, who wished me luck, and headed out the door to my car. As I passed the woman who had just entered, she looked at me and smiled an understanding and empathetic smile to let me know that she felt bad for my predicament. I was painfully aware of how loud my diaper with crinkling at that moment.
I’m sure I have experienced others and will post them if I think of them. What are some of yours?
