I had one for years..
Including my first 6 years of PD..
A divorce left her with the waterbed..
It was great for the aches and pains of PD..
The warmth and even pressure..
Resulted in very restful nights..
Getting in and out was the biggest challenge..
I learned an easy way to get out though..
I would toss my leg over her..
Thinking I was in an amorous mood..
Catching the upward motion of the resultant wave..
She would push me with all her might..
Propelling me up to the padded rail..
A solution to a problem but heavy damage resulted to my male ego..
Would love to try the bed again..
This time for the aches and pains only..
As the ego and anything else you'd want a waterbed for..
Are now fully deflated!!

Hey there mamafigure...how lovely...more and more familiar comforting names I am recognising. Funny thing this....I never thought about a waterbed as an enormous BLADDER. LOL . The more I`m reading of all your descriptions,the more imaginative [crazily so] my mind is getting and the images I am building here are wayyyyyyyyyyyy too bizarre.
Do you reckon there`s room out there in media land for a sitcom about waterbeds??? lolol .
And your 4 kids,springing forth into the world on a giant bladder! Oh this is too much. "Where were you born then little Johnny"
"OO er...on a bladder....ho hum "
"No kidding..."
Puts a new dimension on waterbirths....

And Dale. HUGS. [if that isn`t too forward of me]Not being bitchy or anything,but in my book,anyone who robs another of their confidence,ego,self image,self worth,deserves to be swallowed up down Peg`s plug hole. In my world,as small as it is,we have two choices about how we interact with another human being...and more importantly,how we leave them feeling after such an encounter.One is to berate,belittle,scar,leave them feeling worthless...the other choice is to encourage,inspire,raise a smile,understand,be gentle and kind...and leave them feeling a whole heap better about themselves than before.Personally I opt for the latter or my life isn`t worth living,pd or no pd.
Dale...I am sending you a heap of hugs. You are so worth it.
Steffi
x

Thanks Steffi.

Hugs are always welcome, whether cyber or real.

I was trying to be funny more than I was actually hurt even when she admitted my pd was the primary reason for quitting the marriage.

She was 11 years younger and I realized the task ahead for her would be hard and watching the caregivers in our support group cope with their trials the decision to let go was quite easy.

I have been in a couple of relationships since but have resisted the temptation of permanency for the same reason. I have a son and daughter that live close by and they become my caregivers when one is needed which hasn't been too often. (My daughter flew with me to Seattle to see a MDS last year and my son accompanied me both times for my DBS surgeries.)

Thanks again for the concern and I will try not to be so dramatic in the future.

Dale

Glad to see that you're making a go of it...and in such a lovely place. Many years ago I drilled for oil on the Alaska Peninsula (60 miles from King Salmon, two miles from the Bering Sea). Didn't find anything, to my regret. If we had found oil we would have stayed to drill another hole. Instead we went to drill a hole in eastern Utah (another dry one).

All the best,

Lloyd