Monday, December 12, 2011
When my Jayden; now age twelve was in diapers, I said
in front of my mother and someone else; maybe Brent, “My grandson wears Huggies and mother wears hugies,” to which my mother got angry.
Fortunately I learned years ago not to take myself serious and to laugh at myself.
Lately; the last couple of years, I have been having more and more trouble with leakage and the last year or so I have been acting out my dreams, kicking and trashing. One time I threw myself out of bed and landed on the floor hurting myself slightly. A couple of times I dreamed I was going to the bathroom. One of those times I woke up in time and one time I didn’t.
The night before last I told Judy that I was having problems and that the day before I went to the bathroom to discover via evidence that I had wet my pants semi-severely and didn’t even know it until I saw the evidence, who knows how long after the fact.
Judy went out and bought me a bag of L-XL adult, male diapers. I expected some huge things that showed unless I was wearing a mumu and which made me bowlegged. Thankfully they are very comfortable and I feel much more at ease wearing them.
The only drawback is that I have to drop everything to go number one.
No photos forthcoming.
