ilovecookies said:
I developed this weird rash on my forearm over the last few days and my PCP referred me to a new dermatologist. I didn’t have time to change out of my nighttime diaper because it was an early appointment - it was dry luckily. I figured they would just be looking at my arm - clothes on. The doctor and a young resident came in and examined the rash and prescribed me a steroid cream. He then noted a weird looking mole on my arm and decided to biopsy it. He suggested we do a full body check to ensure there were no other spots. He gave me a gown and left and asked me to take off everything but my underwear. CRAP. So here I am in my diaper and gown and in walk the doctor and resident who seem a bit shocked but professional. He does the body check - everything is all good. He asks if I have any areas of concern in my diapered area, to which I turn red and say no. I later look in the notes and see he wrote that I wear absorbent underwear in my chart. Have you ever been caught wearing?
Yeah, far more times than I can possibly recall. Pretty much impossible to hide when stuck in bed for weeks to over a month while hospitalized. It became such a common occurrence that it's really no different to me anymore. All of my physicians, nurses, countless lab techs, specialists, family, close friends etc. know of my issues since life as I knew it came to a horrific and instant end in January 2004. By August '04 I was continually wetting myself without any knowledge or control and by mid September I was unable to stand or walk at all unassisted. I literally went from achieving life long weight lifting goals I set when I was 15 or so (bench just over 500, squat just shy of 1000 all 100% drug/supplement free) and making killer money from a business I helped build from the ground up to BARELY hanging on financially until finally winning my war with the military/VA due to missing, magically LOST medical records stemming from collapsing with a 106 fever in Aug/90 within 36 hours of receiving over a dozen mandated inoculations of GOD knows what.
When I come across someone who I've never seen before I still sometimes involuntarily react by trying to cover my "brief" up but even that's become less and less an issue. When this was new to me I was a literal mountain of muscle (bulked up my 5'7.5" body to 232 MASSIVE, lean lbs) I know people who were seeing me for the 1st time had to be just as shocked as I was but I was 34 then and will be 52 in a few short weeks. As you go on in life you're going to become accustomed to what are your "underwear" and honestly won't be thinking about them anywhere near as often as you do when this is more of a recent occurrence.
The only time(s) I really react these days is when a pretty woman stumbles upon me whether I need a change or whatever. No idea why that instantly provokes thoughts of not having any issues and being what I once was, but such is life. Always a curve ball coming at you when you least expect one!
Best of luck.
