Painless

One of the easiest ways to show Lion my power is to make him wear diapers. He puts them on, we wears them, he pees, he changes them when indicated, and I watch him walk around the house. No muss, no fuss. On my part, that is. The only thing easier is nail polish. I put it on him and he doesn’t have to do a thing. Every time he looks at his toes he sees it. It’s painless for both of us. Diapers are not painless for him.

Obviously, there’s no real pain involved. It’s just a figurative pain in the ass to wear them. They make him hot. They sag when they’re wet. He has to think about peeing so it doesn’t leak out of the diaper. He has to sit in pee until he’s allowed to change into a new diaper, and then he is sometimes required to wait until he has to pee again before he changes so he’s always in a wet diaper. It’s evil. And I don’t have to do a thing.

This morning Lion hit upon another thought. If I make him wear a diaper after his surgery, I’ll have to be the one changing the diaper. I’m not sure that’s entirely true, though. If he can put underwear on, he can put a diaper on. We have both the pull-up kind and the traditional kind. He can certainly change the pull-up kind by himself. However, if I have to do it, it will give me even more power over him. “Look at this mess you’ve made. You smell like pee.” I can see where that would be very humiliating.

I do think I’ll have to wait until after his surgery to see what his state of mind is. If he’s already worried I won’t want to be with him because he can’t help me, I don’t want to humiliate him. Don’t kick a Lion when he’s down. If he’s upset because he’s in pain or can’t find a comfortable position, I don’t want to make things more difficult. The truth is, neither of us knows how he will react to the surgery. We can assume he’ll be a big bundle of pain, but with ice and pain meds, he may be okay. The trick is to plan for the worst and hope for the best.