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What a mature, introspective in-control description of your ordeal! I'm very impressed. You handled your attack perfectly! I know exactly what it's like to be short of meds when you have an attack, and I must say, my tummy dropped a little when I read that part of your post!! 
After reading the replies to your post, I'm reminded of several attacks I had as a kid. I remember hiding my soiled panties 3 times before I was 10 years old... Once when I was 7 at an outdoor picnic area by a lake I threw them in the woods! Once in my father's car when I was 8 1/2 (he busted me later... and I was mortified. Don't know why I thot I wouldn't get busted for that!!  ).
And once when I was almost 10 years old, in a caravan on my 4th grade overnight fishing trip (my *male* teacher found and produced my panties in class as a lost item!!--  I never fessed up to it, and in the end I don't think anyone suspected they were mine. I remember one thing tho: he had some class-- he actually washed them before he took them into school that day, and never revealed the condition he'd found them in!) To this day, I am in horror of getting stranded with D in the outdoors!! Not an unfounded fear!! 
I guess it's not weird, looking back, that I don't remember the attacks themselves, as our minds have the tendency to erase the pain. BUT, I definitely remember cleaning myself up and "hiding the evidence" from adults. I guess the attacks wouldn't be so bad if we didn't have to deal with other people!!!!?!
I know the drama a painful and inconvenient attack can wreak on the soul!! {{{{More hugs}}}} to you, and a WAY TO GO for living through it! Hopefully that will satisfy your quota for public attacks for the next few months!!  Take care!
~nelly~ So glad we can share aabout this stuff! Name one other person who'd understand!!!
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{{{HUGS}}} to you Susie2!!!
