Got the "maxi-pads" and have gone through four in the last two hours. That a least minimizes the number of pairs of pants I've soiled. Can't control timing or direction and can easily see how this might make a lion roar a little louder... at least he controls that. And it's better than crying in an empty house.
Every time I stand, sit or take a drink -- out goes any illusion of control. They say this could last up to two years! I cannot have that. Some guys get to some form of control in three months... sure hope that is me.
Gotta really remember the saying I developed for me and those like me: Nothing is ever as bad, or as good, as it seems. Maybe a tattoo on the forehead and back of the hands???
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