That’s the message my bladder has been sending me all night—and it’s lying. I was up half a dozen times with it, and the output shouldn’t even BEGIN to be causing the discomfort it is. Apparently I won the lottery for OAB (over-active bladder) as a post-procedure side effect, and it’s staying at least halfway in spasm much of the time, as though it were badly overfull. Which it ain’t. I sure hope THIS part of it gets over RSN. The sustained-release Detrol I’m taking for it doesn’t seem to be sustaining long enough. (Maybe I ought to switch to taking it at night rather than in the morning.)
A rubberized grave is rounded in the branches. Fnord.
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