From Hot to Cold – Chapter Four
Michael opened his eyes and struggled to fully awake as had happening recently. He had been sleeping very deeply and he rubbed the sleep form his eyes. After finally waking he remembered about wearing the pants to bed. He had hoped that by withholding fluids and not drinking any cola that he did not wet at all. Michael slowly threw back his sheets to see what the result was. At first he could not believe what had happened, he had wet again, that was obvious. However he was not expecting to feel the familiar feeling of wet sheets and skin. He got out of the bed and noticed that the pants were now sagging and felt heavier then when he had first put them on. Not only were they soaked but there was a another wet patch on his bed and around his midriff.
Michael was very disappointed and confused, his mum had told him that the pants would stop the bed getting wet. Why had it not worked? Why was his bed wet? What would his mum say? These questions swam around his mind like the sharks in his dream and he saw that it was just before seven in the morning. He shook his head and poked and prodded at the wet pants. He noticed that if he poked them in the crotch area a little urine leaked from the sides. Michael remembered the instructions on the pack and pulled the sides of the pants apart so they came off without any fuss. He rolled the sodden pants up and looked around for a place to put them. He decided that he would put it in the bin in the bathroom and did so after putting his shorts on. As he wiped off some of the urine from his body with toilet tissue he heard his mum getting up and come towards the bathroom. Michael had locked the door and he heard his mum try to turn the handle.
“Oh…are you in there, sweetie?” she asked half asleep.
“Yes, mum, I’ll be out in a moment.” he responded.
As Michael came out of the bathroom, his mum was waiting and they passed each other as he wandered back to his room to face the wet sheets. His mum was soon following and came straight in. At first she had a smile on her face, most likely because she had expected to see a happy son and dry sheets. The smile soon turned to a slight grimace as she realised that, once again, her sons sheets were soaked and he had a very embarrassed look on his face. She held her temper and engaged Michael to find out why the sheets were wet. She assumed that he had not worn the protective pants and allowed himself to wet the bed.
“Michael, I told you that I expected you to wear those pants!” she said very cross.
“Mum, I did, I swear.”
“Well how comes your bed is soaked again this morning?” she asked.
“I don’t know mum, I wore the pants…I did…you said it would stop the bed becoming wet.” he said confused.
“I don’t believe you, where are the pants then?”
Michael explained that he put them in the bin situated in the bathroom and his mum stormed in there to inspect the evidence. Michael stayed in his room and was becoming quite upset, he was confused and just wanted all this pain to go away. Michael’s mum sheepishly picked the pants out of the bin, and noticed how wet they were on the outside as well as inside. They were soaked right through and sagged in her hand. She soon realised that Michael had wore the pants as she instructed, but they had not held the wetting and leaked all over the bed. She sighed at the situation and went back into see Michael after washing her hands.
“Okay, I see that you have worn the pants. I can only assume that you must be wetting very heavy and they leaked or something.” she said as she looked at the wet patch on the bed sheets.
She begun to gather them up and told Michael to have a shower. As Michael’s mum was putting the sheets into the washing machine she ran through her options and thought the best thing would be to try and get an earlier appointment at the doctors. She called the surgery again to explain that the situation was worse than she had thought, but as before was told that unfortunately bed wetting was not an emergency. She thought some more and went to Michael’s room as she wanted to check the incontinence pants herself to see if there was anything she had missed. She noticed that there was an absorption rating on the front of the package, and wondered if there was anything more absorbent to buy. She did not have any experience with this type of situation and decided, that as she needed to get some things anyway, that she would look in the supermarket again.
Michael’s mum had breakfast with him and told him not to worry about the wet sheets. She explained that she was not angry and reassured him that they would solve the problem soon. Michael explained that he also wanted to sort this out, he told hi mother he was feeling upset by the whole thing. She said her goodbyes as she went out to the shops.
Michael was left to his own devices and wanted to cheer himself up. He called one of his friend and they arranged to meet. Michael went round to his friends house as they were having a BBQ. It was lots of fun and it allowed Michael to forget about his troubles, for a little while at least. He enjoyed a few beers that his friends dad allowed them to have, although Michael was conscious about having fizzy drinks. He shook it off, though, as he needed to enjoy himself. There was a paddling pool and Michael enjoyed tapping his feet in it, and one point his friends father soaked all the younger people with the watering hose. It was all very jovial and everyone had a fabulous time. He stayed most of the day before managing to get a lift home in the evening.
The End of From Hot to Cold – Chapter Four.
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