My parents were not judgemental in a negative way but would try anything and I was on board with that. Things I accepted but maybe weird included trying to enlarge my bladder. Someone said I must have a small bladder so I would try to hold it during the day. I would be in agony bursting to go but not allowed. Or sleeping in the wet sheets. There was I think a suggestion that maybe I was doing it deliberatly so again for a while, when I wet, I had to stay in the wet bed till morning. This just deprived me of sleep as I curled up and shivvered and asked “why me” “what did I do to deserve this”.

But none of these things went on terribly long. Usually we would all agree that whatever idea it was was not working and it would be back to changing sheets at night although actually old fashioned plastic pants with a diaper shoved down the front was pretty effective. I even used to use duct tape to seal around my waist to stop leaking when in bed.

There is my story. So you are not alone.

Andre