From Hot to Cold – Chapter Six
As Michael entered the front door he could see his mum was home and hoped she did not want to discuss his accidents anymore as he had had enough of it. His mum was sitting in the kitchen reading a magazine and smiled at Michael as he entered.
“Hey, darling. Are you okay?” she asked.
“Yeah, I went to Simon’s house, it was his mum’s birthday, and they had a BBQ.” he replied.
“That sounds lovely, dear.” her smile still showing. She was very worried about having to explain that she wanted Michael to wear nappies to bed. She had been thinking about the best way to approach it for some time.
Michael’s mum waited for him to start getting ready for bed, she waited outside the bathroom while he brushed his teeth. Once he came out she asked if she could have a quick word. They went in his bedroom, and Michael noticed straight away that a large package had appeared on his bed since he went into the bathroom.
“Sit down, sweetie.” she gestured, as she sat on the bed.
“Whats going on?” Michael sat down on the other side of the bed, the package was in-between both of them. Michael’s eyes switched from the package to his mother.
“You know that the reason you still woke up with a wet bed this morning, don’t you?” she began.
“No, you said the pants would stop that.”
“I know I did, darling, but I had not realised how much you were wetting.” she explained “So I got you something a little more absorbent, something that will hold the pee in all night.”
“OK, that sounds…good…I suppose” Michael answered.
“Look I have bought these new pants to try.” Michael’s mum picked up the package on the bed “They are a little different to use.”
“What do you mean different?” asked Michael.
“Well these ones you don’t slide on like underwear, you have to wrap them around and tape them in place.” She was fully aware of how delicate this situation would be and she was trying very hard to avoid using the word nappies. She liked the way the package had ‘Slips’ on the front and not nappies, she hoped this would help in getting Michael to wear them.
Michael looked at her, mouth opened and a little stunned. He was getting the impression this was heading somewhere he did not want it to go.
“They have more padding round the bum and sides, you see.” Michael’s mum continued “It should stop any leaks. Much more suitable than the pants.”
Michael took the pack from his mum and looked at the front. He noticed right away the extra weight compared to the pants and he looked at the picture. It was not the same as the pants, they had looked like normal underwear, the picture looked like a baby nappy. He also noticed the word ‘Slips’ and looked back up to his mum after putting the pack down.
“Mum, I am not wearing these, I’ll stick with the pants, thanks.” Michael thought he would play it cool and try and get out of having to wear a nappy to bed.
“Listen, sweetie, the pants obviously have not worked, I am proud you are dealing with this with so much maturity.” She responded “Its just that I cannot be washing sheets every morning, its not practical, I would really appreciate it if you would wear these pants instead.”
“I am not wearing nappies, mum, no way. I am not a baby.”
“They are not nappies!” his mother said, trying to laugh it off “They are just slightly different, they just tape in place to get a good fit.”
“Mum, they are nappies, I am not wearing them!” Michael’s frustration started to show, and his mum realised that she would have to take a hard line.
“OK. I have tried to be nice about this, I have tried to treat you with dignity, but now I am telling you!” Her tone had suddenly changed and Micheal now knew he was not going to get out of this.
“I WON’T WEAR THEM!” he shouted.
“You will wear them, and you will do so without any fuss.” Michael’s mum stood up, her arms folded and she had a look that said she was not taking any nonsense from him.
“Why do I have to wear nappies, its not fair, I am not a baby.” Michael tried the pleading technique, but it was too late.
“I don’t want to hear it.” she ignored the plea “Now, as these don’t slide up like underwear, do you want me to help you get one on?” she started to pick the package up as she said this, but Michael quickly snatched them back.
“NO, I will do it myself!” he snapped.
“Are you sure, do you want me to a least show you how they work?”
“NO, I SAID I WILL DO IT MYSELF!” he snapped again.
“OK, we are clearly getting nowhere, if you need help just come and get me.” Michael’s mum stormed out of the room leaving Michael sitting with the nappies.
Michael’s mum soon calmed down as she got ready for bed herself. She felt bad about getting mad but she just wanted to see her son better, and she was also feeling the stress. She thought about going back to try and reconcile but as she stood outside Michael’s room she heard him crashing about and she felt the tension. She thought it best to leave him to it, he had suffered enough today, and she knew it was a big deal asking him to wear the nappies.
Meanwhile, Michael had got himself ready for bed and was sitting once again on his bed with the nappies starring him in the face. He felt so much shame and wondered how it had come to this. He had reluctantly tried the pants, but realised, as his mum did, that they were no use. He now had to choose between waking up with a wet bed or trying the nappies to see if they were better. He had continued to slow his intake of fluids down the last couple of hours, but he had also drank some beers and a lot of cola at the BBQ earlier. Most likely he was going to wet again and decided that he would do as his mum ask and try the nappies.
Michael calmed himself down and grabbed the pack of nappies from the bed. He looked at the front and it said they were ‘Slips’ with feel dry technology. He checked the back and their was a few diagrams explaining how to put the product on. From the pictures Michael knew that these were definitely like baby nappies and there was no escaping this fact. He opened the pack slowly and the same smell that had come from the pants appeared. This time, however, it was stronger and Michael was slightly put off but he continued to slide one of the nappies from the pack. It was harder to pull out than the pants had been, and Michael noticed right away that it had a plastic feel to it. It was much heavier and certainly thicker than the pants.
Michael placed the nappy on his bed and put the remaining pack next to his bed where the pants were still sitting. He stood up and slid is shorts off, then picked up the nappy and started to unravel it. It felt more course, yet smoother, than the pants and there were leg cuffs that stuck out much more. Michael examined the product a lot more than he had the pants and could not get his head around the fact he was going to have to wear a giant nappy. He started to think that, the very fact these existed, there must be people that used them. This thought did not help however and Michael decided that he may as well just get on with it.
For a few minutes he wrapped and pulled the nappy around not being able to get it to sit right on his body. He checked the package again and saw, by the instructions, that the nappy was meant to be put on lying down. Michael laid on his bed and slipped the nappy under, he instantly realised this was easier and he pulled the nappy front up. He then stuck all four tapes on and stood back up to check out his handy work.
Michael was pleased that he had finally managed to put the nappy on and the first thing he noticed was the huge bulk between his legs. Also the nappy rustled and crinkled a lot. He wiggled his bum around a little to make more noise and he found this quite funny. Michael looked in the mirror and saw the huge bulge around his midriff, it made him concerned about his situation and the harsh reality had set in. After the initial fun Michael now knew he would have to sleep and would wake up wearing a wet nappy. It was really starting to affect him as a person and he just wished it would all go away and he was not a bed wetter. He slowly climbed into bed and it was very difficult to find a comfortable position. Eventually he did find a way to sleep without any discomfort and drifted away into the land of dreams.
As usual Michael had vivid dreams and tonight he found himself in the Arctic Circle during a crisis. The ice sheets were melting and it was a dangerous time, everywhere around people were fighting and scrambling to find boats. Michael had a wolverine as his familiar and the two of them tried to help as many of the creatures as they could. They rounded up two Arctic Hares that had become trapped on a iceberg in the middle of a lake. They also managed to get some Red Foxes to safety before they were hunted down by some wild men who wanted the fur. Michael had to fight off the cold as he plunged in and out of lakes filled with ice to save some swans. At the end of the dream acid rain, from a biological weapon, was falling and Michael quickly sailed away in his boat with a host of furry creatures he had saved. As he looked back to shore he noticed a silhouette of what appeared to be a Snow Fox, it was as if he knew the creature but the darkness started to engulf Michael.
The End of From Hot to Cold – Chapter Six.
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