The QD is THE way to rig up. Just be careful not to lose that little piece when you're peeling everything off and stowing away. It's pretty small, and once it's off the cath, it's real small.
The markup on the Oxycheq unit is kinda steep but it's a great QD.
I don't the gal in the medical supply store would blink an eye if you walked in and bought some catheters. They are pretty much geared to the wheelchair crowd so she'd probably think you were a CNA until you told her that you tagged great white sharks for medical research.
It's like the old "Married With Children" show when Al was going out and Peg would go. "Oh Al, I need some Tampons. Pick some up on your way home from the nudie bar!"
And Al would always get that great scrunched up look of total disgust at once again having to buy Tampons for the umpteenth episode.
I never figured that out. What was the clerk going to assume - that Al was a heterosexual man living in a house with females in it? That ~gasp!~ he was going to use them himself? How would that work anyway?
So get that QD and religiously keep track of it. The alternative to not using one is to have to do some interesting self-plumbing work on a dive boat full of all sorts of observant people with at least one of them having to ask, "Hey, is that a p-valve in your drysuit you're hooking up or are you just happy to see me?"
Have fun...stay dry.
The markup on the Oxycheq unit is kinda steep but it's a great QD.
I don't the gal in the medical supply store would blink an eye if you walked in and bought some catheters. They are pretty much geared to the wheelchair crowd so she'd probably think you were a CNA until you told her that you tagged great white sharks for medical research.
It's like the old "Married With Children" show when Al was going out and Peg would go. "Oh Al, I need some Tampons. Pick some up on your way home from the nudie bar!"
And Al would always get that great scrunched up look of total disgust at once again having to buy Tampons for the umpteenth episode.
I never figured that out. What was the clerk going to assume - that Al was a heterosexual man living in a house with females in it? That ~gasp!~ he was going to use them himself? How would that work anyway?
So get that QD and religiously keep track of it. The alternative to not using one is to have to do some interesting self-plumbing work on a dive boat full of all sorts of observant people with at least one of them having to ask, "Hey, is that a p-valve in your drysuit you're hooking up or are you just happy to see me?"
Have fun...stay dry.