Author's Note

It's the last chapter before I go to bed! Woo! Glad I could give you guys another five chapters in a day. I hope this can help make up for my lack of updates XD

Enjoy folks!

Diagnoses and Decisions

When Soarin woke up the next morning, he was mercifully dry. He started on his morning routine, and tried not to think about the night before. He was going to see the doctor on the grounds today, and that would help sort out the problem. He was doing everything he needed to do to face it, and he took some comfort in that. He flew downstairs and hurriedly ate a breakfast of oatmeal and some fruit, lovingly made by his mother, before he was out the door. He made it to the grounds in record time, and got to the medical wing.

Doctor Brawny Hooves came into his exam room. “Good morning, Soarin.”

“Hey doc.”

“You’re looking well. What can I do for you today?” He asked.

“I think I might have a bladder infection, and I was hoping to find out for sure and maybe get some medication for it.”

The doctor nodded. “No problem. Just leave a urine sample and we’ll get it to the lab. I should have your results in a little bit, and I can prescribe you a medication if you need it.”

Soarin nodded gratefully. “Thanks doc.”

So, Soarin did as instructed, before coming back to the exam room, and waiting for the doctor. Roughly ten minutes later, Doctor Brawny Hooves came back.

“You were right in your thinking, Soarin. It’s a Urethritis infection, and pretty much the most common one you can get. I wrote you a prescription you can get at the pharmacy. Now it’s very important that you take the medication for all seven days like it says, even if you think it’s gone. The symptoms might have cleared up, but you need to make sure that infection is gone or they’ll come back. If you’re still having problems, you can always come back.”

“Is there anything I need to do to help get rid of it besides taking this?”

“Drink plenty of fluids. Unsweetened cranberry juice can also help with these kinds of infections, so if you have that around, that would be good. Make sure you’re keeping your vitamin C up, and make sure you use the bathroom when you need to. If you do all of that, you should be doing better in no time.”

“Hey doc?”

“Hmmm?”

“I kind of… I wet the bed last night, so is there anything I need to be doing on top of this to stop that?”

“Well, you could set alarms to wake yourself up throughout the night to use the bathroom?”

Soarin winced. “I don’t think that I could do that to myself or my mom. Me not getting enough sleep is bad enough, and she doesn’t need that.”

“Well then, you can monitor your fluid intake before bed to make sure you won’t produce as much urine at night.”

Soarin nodded, remembering his mother’s words. “Alright. Anything else?”

“If nothing else, consider protection.”

Soarin blushed but nodded. “Alright. Thanks doc.”

“Take care.”

With that, Soarin was off.

As her son was headed to practice, Sky Streak was at home, cleaning up from breakfast. She’d felt a bit saddened by Soarin’s hurry this morning, but understood it perfectly. She was certain his hunch was right. Her boy had always had sharp instincts. But, today she had an errand to run for him, and she was going to do it to the best of her ability.

When everything was cleaned up, she grabbed her saddlebags, and headed out the door. Shopping in Cloudsdale would be too obvious. She wanted her son to have discretion. So, she went to Ponyville instead. She’d been there quite a bit before, and knew the shops around there fairly well. She’d seen the shop that sold that kind of protection before, but had never gone in. But now that she had a reason to, she was going to go in.

The Diapered Dynamo shop in Ponyville supplied protection for every size of pony. She had to admit, the size was a bit intimidating, considering it was much bigger than all of the other shops around there, but Sky Streak would not be deterred. She strode into the place with confidence. The shopkeeper smiled at her from behind a counter.

“Welcome to Diapered Dynamos! my name is Soft Cloud, can I help you?”

“Hello. I’m looking for diapers that would fit an eighteen year old stallion, preferably some overnight ones. I’m afraid my son had an infection and has started wetting the bed.”

“I completely understand. Aisle three, and the overnight section will be on your right.”

“Thank you.” Sky Streak went to the aisle suggested, and was stunned with just how much variety there was. Medical diapers, plain white diapers, diapers with designs, foalish diapers, and just… More than she’d ever been presented with. She came to the overnight section, and found her choices limited to plain white ones, ones with designs, or ones that were extremely foalish. The medical diapers were also there but they didn’t look like they could hold as much, and as a child, her son had been a heavy wetter. She decided not to test her son’s patience, and grabbed a pack of twenty four. It should more than last the duration of whatever infection he might have and account for naps too if he so chose.

Grabbing her purchase from the shelf, she went to the counter, paid her twenty bits (because apparently quality diapers sized up for adults weren’t nearly as cheap as actual foal diapers, or so Sky Streak mused), slipped them in her saddlebag, and flew back home. She hoped, perhaps foolishly, that her son wouldn’t overreact to her choice. But, since it was his suggestion in the first place, he wouldn’t have much room to talk. She knew though, that even if he suggested it, it didn’t mean he would go without a fight. It would be up to her to gently coax him into it, as she did when he’d had accidents as a toddler. One thing, though was for certain:

This would make for an interesting evening.