my friends nephews wet there beds
My friend was the will parent to her 3 nephews when their parents were killed in a wreck 2 months ago.
Cody, 13, is the smallest of the bunch and only weighing 62lbs. She puts diapers on him at nite just so she can change him easier in the mornings and he is used to this and doesn't normally put up a fuss. But just a few days ago he has fallen asleep in the car and totally drenched himself, his carseat and the rest of the car.
My friend completely understands all of it with his growth problem and everything, but she always very tired from getting up sometimes 3 times a nite changing sheets etc.
Ryan, 14, was very close to his father and since he died Ryan hasn't said much about anything. He hasnt hit puberty yet and he wets probably 2-3 times a nite. A NITE... He refuses to wear a diaper. My friend has decided not to push it and let him have his way, but I feel terrible because she is getting up 3 times a night. I really wish there was something i could do besides just talking to him about his body changing and manly things.
Tyler, 12, is a very sensitive little guy and I'm not sure about puberty with him. He also wears drynites and doesnt throw a fit about it like Ryan, but if the subject is mentioned around him he breaks down crying and runs and buries his head in his aunts lap.
I will keep posting stories and keep everyone updated. Oh and if anyone was wondering Cody does sits in a carseat because of his small size. Thanks!
Comments
Poor kids, my parents died when I was a kid. My mum died when I was 10 of cancer and my dad just a few months later when Iwas 12. He commited suicidee because he was so sad about my mum's death. I discovered his body. I had to live with my aunt and uncle. They didn't like me much, so when I wet the bed they ridiculed and humilated me so much. But when their kid Alex wet the bed they were really nice. I got bullied at school because my aunt and uncle did every thing possible to let my so called 'friends' know that I wet the bed that I soon had no friends at all. I relied on animals to keep my spirits yp. I came so close to suicide my self, but something stopped me. I'm not sure what, but I'm glad I didn't. I've become a vet and acomplished all my dreams even though I was apparently a useless waste of space who couldn't do anything right. My cousin Alex was a spoilt brat and he's stuck in a dead-end job making no difference to the world and I'm a veterinarian saving the lives of animals. Wish them luck and tell them never to give up because things can only get better.
Amanda – 4 months ago
Flag as inappropriate
Add a comment