When I woke up from a coma two years ago I could not talk, walk or even feed myself. With lots of physical therapy and great doctors and nurses I learned to walk again and use my hands, not perfectly, but well enough considering I could not even write my name when I woke up. They said that whatever functionality did not come back after a year would not come back at all. It’s been two years and I still have no feeling when I urinate or move my bowels. The only reason I know I have gone is I can feel my diaper is wet. I wish I could successfully potty train. I still long to meet that special someone but I don’t believe I can ever date again in diapers. I am single and I don’t want to spend my life alone. I can deal with the diapers but the idea of spending the next 40 years or so alone just too depressing to contemplate.
