I basically wet the bed all my childhood life and even into the teen years. I used to wonder how I would ever get married and have a husband. I also had problems wanting to spend the night with friends for fear that I would wet on my friends and the bed. My parents always thought I was just lazy for the longest time and even made me wash my own sheets to try to change the actual problem. They helped me remind myself to wake up at night and go to the bathroom during the night. I went through the not drinking any fluid after a certain hour or my grandmother's very sugary tea. I remember wetting the bed every night. I would wake up when I had already wet myself or I was in the process of wetting myself.

It ends up that I had to see a urologist to diagnose the problem. I had a small urethra, and my bladder just could not hold a lot of fluid therefore I would just release the urine without any rhyme or reason. Thankfully the story does have a happy ending.

One session with a dilator inserted into the urethra when I was 15 cured me for the rest of my life. I never had another incident and received a whole new bedroom set and mattress after all that ordeal. I wish that they had made GoodNites® [Underpants] when I was young, then I might have at least had more sleepovers with friends till they diagnosed my problem.