I have to watch my self—sometimes I think I give out too much information (TMI) about myself. I have noticed that I have been pretty graphic as I have tried to deal with this self cathing phase I am dealing with in my life right now. I have been fairly active on Face Book but for the most part refrained from going in to any great depth about the self-cathing experience; there fore I have used my blog for the deeper experience.
The truth is, I have been using the term self-cathing and intermittent cathing interchangeably when in truth until today I have been experiencing intermittent cathing with the help of Dianne. I have been holding off on the “self-cathing” phase—for why I cannot really say. I have really enjoyed having Dianne right there helping me cath in the a.m. and p.m. and three times on the weekends but seeing the size of the residuals I was producing and beginning to feel the discomfort I was beginning to feel by banking the urine from 530 in the morning until I got home at 6:15 pm, made realize I need to be “tapping” myself at some time during the day while a work. Dianne and I have discussed the issue, knowing the need I have for this even to the point of getting a community service nurse or something drop by the office and do the trick. I guess my insurance would possibly pay for this service or part of the service but this would just be another level of dependency I would just as soon avoid if possible.
Yesterday, I had the ARDC meeting away from the office and I had injusted a fair amount of fluid and by the time I got back to the office I was feeling pretty full of piss and I made the decision I was going to catheterize my-self and relieve some of the pressure—I went into the bathroom locked the door and laid out my items to cath, hand sterilizing fluid, catheter, sanitary cloth to wash the head of the penis and the slick goop the lubricate the catheter but I was dismayed to find the lubricant tube was completely empty so I hauled it ll back to the backpack, tossed the catheter away and held it until I go back home and drained as soon as I got home…and that was OK.
Today, Dianne packed the current tube of lubricant we ar using in my back pack and a couple of cleansing towelets and I waited till 3:00 and snuck off to the bathroom, locked the door laid out my items and went for it. Cathing my self was weird and a little spooky. Igot myself out and cleaned off and lubed up the tube and then pocked the cath in the penis and drove the tube home—it seems a long time as I kept pushing the tube further ad further into my penis, and I felt it pass the prostate which there is a little resistance and then a final push as I enter the bladder and the pee begins flowing from the end of the tube. I drained 400 CC’s which I wonder if I drained the bladder empty—but even if I did not drain the bladder empty I drained off 400 CC’s and that is enough for general relief and to let me know I can do this procedure myself if and when I need to. Now I need to integrate this skill into my home experience thereby not bothering Dianne’s sleep at 5:30 in the morning—though I praise my wonderful wife on getting up every morning and helping me cath.
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