Not Bedwetting!!!

The Examination

I woke up dry that morning. I was so excited, that I ran straight into my parents room to let them know. They were very excited for me. I thought that would mean that I wouldn't need to see the doctor, but no such luck. At least I was missing a history test and a gym period.

At the doctor's office, we get called into an exam room pretty fast. The medical assistant, Michelle, tells me to take off all my clothes besides for my boxers. I asked if there was a robe for me to wear. "Sorry, we don't have any", she says, "Besides why do you need it, boxers are like shorts". Embarrased, my mother tells her that because of my accidents, I stopped wearing boxers and wear tighty-whities instead. "Mom", I whine. "It's fine, she should know", says my mom, "she's a doctor.

Instead I stripped down and was now sitting on the table while only wearing my gray briefs with pictures of mickey mouse on them. "Those briefs are so cute", said Nurse Michelle, "where did you get them"? "I ordered them from gap", said my mother, "they came in a set and were very cheap". "My 5 year old loves mickey, and would be thrilled to wear them", said Nurse Michelle. "The best part about them", said my mother, "is that there is extra fabric to help contain an accident". Then to my embarrassment, she pulled on my briefs to show Nurse Michelle.

This exchanged left me utterly abashed. Not only that my secret was out, but that I was also wearing the same clothes as a 5 year old. I guess that's what happens when you have a 5 year old's problem.

Building up some courage, I asked Nurse Michelle, "does your son have accidents, does he wet the bed"?. "No", she said. "My 4 year old wakes up wet once in a while, but the older ones are all dry". "But my 9 year old wet his bed until he was 7". "But don't be embarrased, there are plenty of boys your age that have accidents ". "Everyone tells me that", I said, "but I don't even know one".

After 10 minutes of waiting, Dr. Goodwin came in. He asked what the issue was. My mother told him that I started having accidents. He started to examine me. He checked my muscles, my pelvis, and my nervous system. Finally he said "I want to run a blood and urine sample first, but I don't see any medical reason for Brick to have secondary enuresis, more commonly known as bedwetting". "My guess that it's just an underdeveloped bladder and with some time it will stop by itself". "I'll send in a prescription for desmopressin, it's a medication that will stop the kidneys from letting out urine". "It can be harmful, therefore it shouldn't be used regularly, rather it's for sleepovers or a one night school trip". "I'm also sending in a prescription for some nighttime protection, so you won'thave to pay for it". "I'll have Nurse Michelle come in and try some on, to see which ones will fit the best". "And as a side point, I noticed that Brick has a mild case of a diaper rash". "It's probably from sitting in his wet underwear for a long time, please be mindful and put on some cream or powder". With that he left the room.

I turned to my mother, "what did he mean by protection". "I think he means something like pullups or diapers", she responded. "I don't want diapers, I'm not a baby", I whined as the door opened. "Diapers don't make you a baby", said Nurse Michelle, "rather they make you more mature for taking care of your issue". She then proceeded to have me try on different types of protection. I tried some pullups, some goodnites, and some diapers. And to my luck, the Pampers size 7 fit the best.