I grew up in Cameroon. My grandparents tried everything: raw okra, anthills, every remedy the village knew. Nothing worked. I stopped going to boarding school so no one would find out. I became the cleanest, most driven student I could be, because I was convinced no one could ever know what I was hiding at night.
Now my nine-year-old son wets the bed every night. His is more severe than mine. I refuse to shame him the way I was shamed. But the best alarms on the market still have cords, still detect moisture after the fact, still fail him.
So I started building what I wish I had. DryNight begins with my son, but the standard is broader: a child should not have to be wet before the system understands that help is needed.
Ndansi Elvis Nukam
Founder & CEO, DryNight