Im ben. I had a great life. I had a loving wife. I had three young children. I owned two small companies, both verry successful. Life was good. I had it all.
One night my wife amber and i went to bed. I fell asleep. I woke up before my alarm went off. I saw water on the bed. This was odd. We did not bring watter or otther liquid into the bed room. I looked around. I wore shorts to bed. I saw my shorts. They were quite wet. I had wet the bed. I had not wet the bed sence i was very young.
I hoped that this was just a fluke. It could be. I figured it was. I wondered if i could strip the bed before amber found out. I stayed in bed for a minute.
Amber woke up. She saw that i was not myself. Usually if i wake up before my alarm, i jump out of bed.i tried not to dottle. Not so today.
“Babe? Are you ok?” she asked. “Yea! ” i said. We had only been maried for a few years but we knew eachother very well. She knew when i was uneasy. Though i tried to hide it,she knew better.
“Whats going on? I know something is up!” she told him. “I wet the bed. ” i finaly admited. “Oh i am so sorry. ” she said.she hugged me. She held on to me.
“I am sory about the sheats. ” i told her. She chuckled. ” i am not worried about the sheets. You ok?”she asked. “I have no idea. I hope so. I dont know what caused it ” i told her.
I decided that it was hardly a big deal. I concluded that it was a fluke. I had a good day. Work went well.i totaly forgot about the incident the night before.
I got home. Amber welcomed me home. Shw gave me a great big hug. I huged my kids. We had super. We watched tv. Then we decided to go to bed. We fell asleep.
I woke up. I was wet again. I could not believe this. How could this have happened? I was not impressed. My wife was very understanding. I still feel prety bad.
I have not had an issue with bed wetting sence i was five. Why now? I hated this. Third night i was wet again. I wet the bed every day for a week.
Amber was very kind and understanding. She always was. For that i was greatfull. I feared this was getting to her.
“Love i hate to even bring this up but i think that you need to consider waring a diaper to bed just in case. ” she said.
“I know your right. ” i said in a resigned tone. She put her arms around me. She rested her head on my shoulder. ” you dont have to ware a diaper during the day. The issue seams to be at night time. ” she sugested.
I realy could not disagre. She had been so magnanimous. I agreed. We went to a store and got some diapers. Amber helped me to put on the diapers. She closed the straps.
I felt so weird. The diaper felt so squishy. I felt so humiliated. I did not pee that night. My wife incisted that i ware a diaper regardless just in case. I knew that she was corect. I agreed.
I went a week with no acidents. I decided to not ware a diaper to bed. I woke up wet. I wore a diaper. Eventualy i did pee in my diaper. I seemed to pee my diapers some nights but not others. It was so unpredictable. I had to ware diapers because i never knew what kind. of night it was going to be.
Amber found diaper hot. She loved when i wore diapers. I never have trouble during the day.she was the only knew aboytwmy disorder. I eventually became comfortible with her knowing.
I asked her to ware diapers as night. She loved the idea.she started peimg her diaper at night.
Why i became nocternaly incontinent i have no idea. Why i am not a huge fan of it, it does not brother me like it did at first. There are worse things i supose.