Diapered in Hospital

Chinababe888 said

Ps- did you know you can ask to be part of a study done to help patients in hospitals who are bed riddennor in comas by asking to be put under and stay in a bed for a month as most hospitals are only too keen to practice however I have never really seriously thought of going through this.

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I would love to see a link to one of these studies.

For some (many?) being placed into a medically induced coma for an extended time is the beginning of the end.

I spent 2 months in a coma (natural)but have been in many drug induced ones to stop status epilepticus.

Anyway I am obviously not very active to begin with but after my natural coma the first time they tried sitting me up I fell over sideways and was silently choking on the bedrail when the nurse was getting a cool cloth to wipe my head. I was too weak for much of anything and surprisingly had very little appetite, they finally asked the dietician to see me. She got a list of my favorite foods and at meal time they would send a whole cart of food. Only problem, the nurses would go to town feeding me. It was not something the nurses took well. However my blood sugar went into the stratosphere. So they consulted the dietician again who said he knows how much he needs or should eat. When he says no more stop cramming food into him. They meant well and just got a little over zealous.

I had the bad luck of coding at the same time my body weight was at 82 pounds. I had to eat 6000 calories minimum or I lost weight that day, every day. Most people could add a pint of Ben & Jerry's 6 times a day and call it good. As a diabetic it's real bitch to balance that much food with insulin. The important thing I survived .

But I really can't stress enough, coma and long periods of anesthesia have a price to pay. When I worked in the medical field I saw many people with early dementia have surgery. It's like it hit the dementia gas pedal. They never recovered. Similarly my first hand experience with comas, AVOID IF YOU CAN.

I worked in a coma hospital for awhile, the naked truth .

Neurologists don't understand why we go into comas, or if and when we will ever come out. For patients they have a relationship with, it frightens them more than death. The current life effects are well known, but comas are not well understood. Other than your patient is still alive but is not using there body. The place i worked, patients had to be in comas ten or more years to be eligible for admission .

I hate to describe it in callous terms, but it was a warehouse of humans. Many there, had they come out of their coma, it would be brutal. Many had outlived there families. So no home, no safe harbor, no real clothes or money. With years of rehabilitation and orienting. We had patients that went into comas when Gerald Ford was President.

A number of folks posting to this message thread seem to believe that hospitals prefer using catheters to diapers. I've been in the medical field almost 5 decades and I assure you that is far from true!

Catheters cause more hospital acquired infections than ANY other situation! Curing them is expensive, and hospitals have to eat those costs themselves, as Medicare, medicaid, and most insurance companies WILL NOT over those costs. In addition, if a given hospital has an exceptionally high number of catheter based infections, they can lose accreditation and lose all Medicare/Medicaid payments.

I see far more diapered patients (yes, I'm still working at almost 70 years old) than catheterized patients, and those which are catheterized have a true medical NEED for the catheter. In addition, the catheter is removed as quickly as possible to reduce the chances for hospital acquired infections. Incontinence is not an indication for placing a catheter!

My best to all,

Binkey

When I had my hospital stay a couple years ago, I was kinda hoping they would put me in a diaper, but alas it never happened. It was rather challenging sometimes, I was hooked up to several machines, and getting up and out of bed to go was a rather annoying process (especially in the middle of the night). They wanted me to pee in these urinal jugs to track my output, but I was always worried I was going to drop them and/or spill them as well (I actually did spill one a little

During my last hospital stay which was a couple of years ago I still had some control although did wet myself quite frequently. I explained this to the nurses before my surgery and I was therefore catheterised for my operation and that stayed in place for several days. Once it was removed I was provided with diapers which were really poor quality but all the staff were really understanding and I never felt embarrassed or ashamed at being wet.

About 10 years ago my wife was in the hospital for about a week because of IBS. She wore those ugly hospital diapers. It put a temporary kibosh to our Daddy/Little fun for awhile.

I developed urinary incontinence as a result of prostate surgery due to cancer.A couple of years later I was in hospital for another procedure and brought pull ups with me. After I awoke from the anesthetic I felt like I was wet and asked a nurse if she could get some pull ups out of my bag. She went away and came back with another nurse and an adult diaper wrap. The removed my pull ups by tearing the sides and rolling me from side to side.They explained that a wrap was easier for them to change. There was an elderly gentleman in the same ward in a bed diagonally opposite who had dementia and was also in diapers. I was changed several time during my hospital stay. The nurses were marvelous and I am sorry I had to make so much extra work for them as they were very busy.

Well it wasn't because I was a bad wetter.

It was not developmental disabilities Ward and if we got put in isolation there wasn't a bathroom so we had to wear a diaper.

it was a pull-up.

Usually that was like two nurses and hold that damn thing out and tell me step into your diaper.

Now boy

You weren't fast enough they do it for you.. One pick your leg up put it in and the other do the other and put you in the your Diaper.

I never had it happen, even if I was really young but I am also not in the hospital that much. If I am in the hospital, it's never overnight. It's usually for a couple hours for a procedure or testing but never overnight - except when I was born. If I ever was though, I think being diapered would be interesting and it would never be something that I would request, how embarrassing but if someone told the doctors/nurses or the doctors/nurses themselves told me I needed to be diapered, I probably wouldn't fight it. Although the thought of being restrained and in diapers always kind of makes me happy.

Hi there. I suffer from incontinace, age, diabetes, and enlarged prostrate. So I started out wearing Kotex pads in women’s panties. Suggested by my wife. A few years ago I was in a car accident, ending up in hospital with a broken femur. After leg repair was sent to rehab at a nursing home. All the while there I wore pull-ups supplied by them. Now I wear panties and pads at home, pull-ups if I am going out. I have tried disposable diapers but it’s to hard putting them on being alone

When was the last time I was in Diapers/nappies for a hospital visit well, that was at 3-4 years of age in 1983/1984, during a holiday in Texas, When I developed a severe stomach bug and due to a result of dehydration I fell unconscious.

It happened one day when I was at a nursary group/children's cresh at the hotel I was staying at with my peareants fortunately someone in the staff/employees had noticed I had fallen into a coma and wasn't waking up and as a direct result of this I was rushed to the hospital,

And woke up with a drip in my arm something and was in and out of consciousness this is something that I will never forget as it wasn't the best of starts to my holiday as you can imagine as I missed going to Disney world in Florida which we had planned to do as Houston was only a stopover or layover.

From what I can gather I was at Texas's children's hospital in Houston, for over a week probebebly two I can't quite be sure as I seid I was in a coma for a while and was bed-bound the whole time as a result,

And so naturally this meant that I was in diapers but on a plus side no puns intended, at least they were pampers as I was so used to wearing on a daily basis because it was normal for me back then as I wasn't out of diapers/nappies until the age of 9.

And although I was fully toilet trained by the age of 6 excluding for bed wetting accidents, see my earlier replies for more information.

However going back to the topic at hand, the whole reason why I was put into diapers during my stay in hospital was for practical ones on the part of the medical staff/doctors/nurses who looked after me during my stay in hospital

Plus the fact I was still quite small for my age I was in baby/toddler sized ones which trust me I didn't mind one bit as they where extra thick this I enjoyed along

With the meal of strawberry jelly and custard one the final few days when I was safe and out of my coma which lasted days and recovering well from the medication and resulting bed rest this being before I was released from hospital, once fully I was recovered I flew back to the Cayman Islands with my peareants.

On a Cayman airways flight via Miami Florida as back then they needed a fuel stop, by this I mean the pilots of the plane which if I can recall was a Boeing 727-227 Adv.

We did happily make it to Disney world the following year in ,1985 and there were no repeats of my near disaster/medical emergency the year before.

Moving forward to the most recent time I was in hospital that was in 2015, when I had my foot operated on to correct a congenital problem in regards to my toes in my right foot, fortunately since I wasn't in for more than a few hours I didn't require a diaper/nappy, see my previous reply for more information on that experience.

Yours sincerely

Chinababy888.

If they came around and I was asked, I’d tell them that if they felt it was best, yes, I will, of course, wear diapers. Lay still as they put them on me.

Would definitely mention not to come around during visiting hours, while visitors can be there, to see if my diapers need to be changed. If the other roommate had visitors, people visiting them, that I didn’t know, then it would be fine. I’d even be fine if they caught a glimpse of my diaper change, just not people know personally, would be uncomfortable with that. Strangers are fine.

I recently had a 2.5 week hospital stay. I told them that I was a bedwetter. They said no problem just let them know when I need to be changed. I'm 70

My doctors all know I wear diapers and rubber pants and have for the past 15 years or so. About 10 years ago, I had sleep study done, which required staying overnight and I wore diapers and rubber pants for that. They wear quite surprised that I wore cloth pin on diapers and plastic pants, since most used disposables. They wanted me to use disposables for their convenience, but my wife came with me and did all the diapering so they didn't have to. I told them I sleep much better in cloth diapers and that's all I wore at home and in bed. Knock on wood, I haven't had to spend overnight in a hospital yet. But if I do, I hope I can still wear cloth diapers and rubber pants.

I just got out of “health jail” last night , it took them all of 10 minutes from me arriving to be told I was being admitted and maybe 10 minutes from there to be asked if I needed changing ,the first 20 minutes was starting additional IV lines ,blood Thinners ,morphine , and nitro on Board , adding more meds for hypertension , GERD . I was a “critical patient“ having a blood clot in my lungs and an evolving heart attack.

when I arrive via ambulance doctors shit themselves , because they know I don’t use ambulances unless I am unable to say no , so whatever is wrong is already way beyond wrong and closer to death .

being a legend in my own time , is both a blessing and curse .

I have both eyeball and name recognition of my conditions and what assistance I will need ,complete mixed multiple incontinence with Q 45 minute Attends management comes immediately after what’s running in his IV’s at every report .

although I did get a few happy smacks on the ass “ we rarely see this kind of healthy skin , you are getting great care “ compliments !

They give me a choice… diaper or catheter. Having anything in my urethra drives me insane so diaper it is.

I am on a diuretic so I soak through them rather quickly.

They still will cath me at least once a day to make sure my bladder is empty.

I just got out of the hospital from having a total thyriodectomy, 2 days ago. When we were doing the preoperative interview they asked about my incontinence and i replied that i had a diaper on. They said keep it on. I woke up about 4 hours later in recovery with a wet diaper. The nurse came and checked my diaper, by lifting my hospital gown up and patted me on the front. Told me im wet, and asked if i wanted my diaper changed. I said yes, and she quickly changed my diaper and helped me get dressed, and then i got discharged, and my wife drove me home. Since i cant move around too much my wife has changed every diaper since the operation. I'm doing good right now.

Often been in hospital in pull upslast time was about 6years ago

In my previous replies I mentioned the time ahen I was 2-3 years of age, I forgot to mention that I have been at hospital after that and had to stay for upto two weeks, this occured when I was 5-6 years old.

I was trying to watch Indiana Jhones & the temple of doom, I had decided to climb up on-to the top of the brown leather sofa to get the best view of the tv as it was on top of a high cabinet wich I was finding it hard to see from my hight,

well long story short I ended up falling off the back and hitting my head hard on the floor and although I got myself up again I instantly knew something felt off

As I had fuzzy vision and a dizzy feeling like I was on a fair-ground waltzer and I could not see clearly and had a extremely painful throbbing headache, and had could not see clearly out of the left eye.

Well I went to bed as normal but wasn't aleap for very long until things took a nasty turn for the worst a couple of hours later as I thew up some blood so the next thing I can sort of remember was being rushed to the hospital A&E department ny my mother by car.

And on my entry having a doctor check me over during this I threw up again and this time I blacked out completely, I dont remember anything after that.

The very next thing I remember was re-gaining my senses whilst laying down on a stretcher being wheeled down the corridor and seeing cealing lights rush past my very eyes before being admitted into a ward and then the curtain being drawn.

In between the two times I blacked out/fell unconscious, I had been rushed into the operating theatre for more complexed examination it was then the doctors/trauma specialists discovered that I actually had a serious & potentially life threatening condition

This being after they had also done a complete C.T. scan of my head, not that I can remember this as I was sedated or to put it more accuratly out cold, which when I look back at it now probably wasn't a bad thing as I would have freaked out having people in green medical gowns/scrubs standing around me as I had a fear of hospitals,

And as it turns out in addition to the concussion I had a rather nasty hemerage/ slow bleed on the brain and so while I was safely sadated/tranquilised they did what they could non surgically to stop the internal bleeding as it was in a part of my brain that was too risky for surgery, so they instead put me on medication and managed to stem the bleeding.

Although I don't know how long they worked on me as I was completely out of it, as I had to be put into a medically induced coma, hence what I seid earlier later on I when I had by now re-gained my consciouness I was informed that they had done all the relevant procedures to releve the pressure on my brain and everything was going to be okay,

however they would be keeping me in for observation just in-case anything went wrong and the doctors also informed me they had put me on blood thinners and would monitor me over the next few days,

It was then that I got rather home sick and started crying my eyes out for the first time since I was a baby, And it was at that point the nurse came by to say what's the matter pettle I asked can I go home?,

I want to go home and I want my mommy.

to which the awnser was no not at this time as your still too poorly however you are getting better, and we won't keep you here any more than is absolutely necessary.

The nurse tried her best to calm me down and seid there there little one I know you don't like being in hospital but it's for the best and then she went away for what must have been all of 5 minuets or so and it was then came back holding a teddy bear and handed me a lollypop which I sucked on until it was gone

she then seid this will help you relax more and then the on duty nurse had some pills for me to take I was given a cup of water and told to swallow the tablets which I did the next thing I can remember was blacking out again.

And I remember then I remember having a vivid nightmare of a clown with glowing red eyes and long claws bending down to attack me in my vaunrable state and as I couldn't move it was all the more scary.

Later that day I woke up feeling a little fuzzy from the medication, and also from not standing up as I was virtually bed bound apart from being able to sit up I wasn't allowed to move too much as and I was told by the nurse/maintrian told to stay still as you're only going to cause more damage to yourself.

And I was given breakfast which consisted of beans on toast and sippy cup of orange juice a bottle of baby formular and I remember watching Dumbo on the TV as it was wheeled into my cubicle,

then I had more meds and had a short sleep of sorts until lunch time when I was woken by the nurse and asked what I wanted for lunch, I opted for a hotdog with chips and a soda pop, although I am not sure if it was coke or Pepsi.

Then I went back to sleep after reading Peter Pan and when I woke up I was told to go back to sleep as it was late at night by this point in time, and so I went back to sleep But kept having variations of the same nightmare over and over again.

The next day and I woke up to my shock in a puddle being in a cold soaked set of underwear and hospital pj's in my size and an extremely wet bed which was embarrassing to say in the least, not to mention un-comfortable and smelly, I was so embarrassed as I hadn't wet myself since I was 3 and I felt ashamed to be in that situation, I remember crying again and

It was then the on duty nurse came in an shook her head she seid oh that's not good we'll have to get you cleaned up as soon as possible she seid she had updated my chart to say I was a bed wetter it was than that

I was given one of two choices she seid do you prefer a cathiter or diapers as she explained again to me the nature of the problem after much thought I had made my mind up,

and of course I told the nurse my preference and choose to wear the latter as I didn't know what a catheter was thankfully.

She seid no problem then I was wheeled down the corridor and into the disabled toilet there the nurse placed me on top of the changing table and undressed me and then proceeded to fold wipe me down apply some baby cream on my bottom and hips

then the nurse sprinkled me with baby powder then she unfolded a large shiny plastic looking white rectangular object that I instantly knew what it was from my previous experiences as a child.

It was then she seid dont be embarrassed and not to worry as lots of children your age have to wear this form of protection, and that I had made the right choice as I would be much more comfortable than I was at that time.

the nurse then proceeded to unfold the corners so it resembled an hourglass shape and I knew what was coming next but was surprisingly calm and even okay with it,

although admittedly had never really grown up as I was still a infant in my mind set although I didn't openly show that fact as I kept it to myself thinking I would be too embarrassed to admit it to the nurse/doctors.

The nurse then slid it under me and command me to lift up my bottom up and I did as I was told, she then seid lower and I did that without any problems i then layed still while the middle of the diaper was brought it up between my legs until it met my chest and belly button

and then she proceeded to bring the left side up until it met then undid the sticky tabs/tape temporarily re-adjusted as needed and placed it over until it adhered correctly and therefore was tight, so there was no chance of leaks.

once that was done the nurse then repeated it on the right side so it was now fully down over the landing zone in the process enclosing my lower body in a comfortable thick padded disposable diaper that made me look like a toddler rather than a 6 year old boy, although I began to relax more and consequently I slept much better now that I was back in diapers/nappies.

then before I could thank her she checked me for gaps with her fingers and then lifted me off the table and back onto the stretcher, snd I remember how bulky between my legs that it felt to be back in diapers although I was happy.

And then the nurse helped me back in a gown and my new hospital gown/pajamas and then I was wheeled back into the ward, where I was given a teddy bear a sippy cup of what appeared to be baby formula as it tasted familiar.

It turns out that the ward I was wheeled into was the maternity units/children's recovery room so naturally I was treated like a baby for the first time in years during the whole time I was there however

this was only for a couple of nights three at most, while they could find a proper bed/place for me in the regular ward but while I was in the children's section I enjoyed being looked after.

I thought to myself I must be oldest toddler in the whole of the children's ward I half joked to myself in my head, this was confirmed by a visiting doctor who mentioned what I was thinking although he was jokingly saying it to keep my spirits up however I didn't mind the joke

And I even went with it by a bit of a ting saying baby talk "Goo Ga Ga ha" or something like that and stuff like that which I hadn't actually seid in years, he laughed and seid ther's a good baby, although I had by now fully regressed back to being a toddler at least psychologically speaking.

It was after that time that I can remember being moved again only this time being transferred to the regular recovery ward for a week at least maybe two before I was allowed to go home,

I was allowed to still keep my teddy as a momento of my stay until I left hospital then I had to give him back on my discharge from hospital as I only had borrowed it and the fact was that I had plenty of soft toys of my own waiting patiently at home for my return.

however during my stay in the outpatients ward I was still listed as a bed wetter I still had to wear diapers/nappies, although this wasn't a problem for myself personally speaking because this helped avoid any repeat of the embarrassmet of my earlier experiences and

Towards the end of my stay I remember feeling better so I was allowed to go back home with mom and then settled down to a regular life, although I still was a bed wetter so had to share my brother's supply of pampers as he was still in them at this time

and the way when I got back the tv had been moved so there was no chance of me being in a serious accident again,

but slso because the cabinet had been moved to the spair guest room by this time, and so this meant that the tv now sat on the newly painted and wall papered area,

although there was still a shadow like stain where the cabinet once stood although draws and a new set of furniture now was in it's place

and there was a party on with welcome home balloons and finger food as well as some of my friends from school who had stopped by to wish me well.

I hope you enjoyed this story as it's true to the best of my accounts/recollection.

When I had my appendix out, I was wearing a diaper (my own choices) because I was on my period and it was really bad. I told them I was wearing a diaper and they brought me extra ones but I never used them. They never put them on me.

When having knee surgery I was fully diapered. Id mentioned my bedwetting during the anesthesiologist appoinnet and she said to qear one if I thought it could be an issue.

It was one of the first times others knew (and likely saw the diaper). Was also embarassing when the nurse helped me dress after I woke up and pulled my pants over my now wet diaper. No hiding that!