I stood up after lunch to go and get some chocolate and the floodgates simply
opened. Only the second time anything like this has happened to me since surgery. I had no control whatsoever, well I think I had the opposite of control as any attempt to squeeze things shut made the pee squirt out faster. It was even a case of kick take refuge and my shoes off before they filled up. Fortunately I had just stepped off the new carpets onto the new vinyl floor in the kitchen so it was relatively easy to clean up. And for the record these underpants and jeans are very absorbent.
Strange thing was that I had had no sensation that my bladder was full, but I must have emptied half a pint down my legs.
So any way after an unscheduled extra shower and an extra load in the washing machine I was able to go and get the chocolate after all.
Thus Alf is not always as dry as he thinks he is or gives the impression that he is.
Alf