We left at 8:15 am. I did not drink my usual 4-5 cups of coffee because I knew we would be travelin. So I do that one last time to the bathroom. Didn't need to go but went anyway. 45 minutes later, I feel the bladder knockin on my stomach:
HELLO?? HELLO?? I NEED TO GOOOO!!!
I decide to ignore it. After all I just went! AND had had nothing to drink. . 15 minutes later. . . .
Knockin again! HELLO??? DO NOT IGNORE ME!!! I NEED TO GOOOOO!!! REALLY BAD!!!
So OOOOKKKKKK!! I stop. Head to the restroom.
TINKLE TINKLE
THAT is IT!! That LYIN BLADDER!! It was a trick!!!
I buy pop tarts and Java Monster and set off again. Mom is wanting to smoke really bad but since I didnt have to stop for very long, she missed out.
45 minutes later its starts again. GRRRRRRRR. . . . .
HELLO???? HELLO?????
I'm thinkin: SHUT UP! We ARE NOT stoppin!
ARE YOU SUUURRRREEE YOU'RE NOT STOPPIN????
No, I'm not. Find a Dairy Queen. This is totally ridiculous!!
TINKLE TINKLE TINKLE
OH! Good Grief!!!
So I buy a Raspberry Limeade, large. If we are goin to stop next time it will be well worth it!! And we did have to stop one more time and by golly it was more than just TINKLE TINKLE TINKLE!!
Bladder didn't mess with me on the way home. Stopped once.
Hope you kackled today!
7 comments:
The bladder is a little living person inside of us with its own timing. My little fellow thinks its play time is 3 a.m. If it holds out 'til 5 a.m. I pull rank and ignore it and get my last hour of sleep.
Glad you had a successful trip, in spite of yours. :)
Anita-Little people cause all kinds of trouble, huh??? =0)
Mine does the same thing. Used to be able to go for hours - I guess it's just one of those 'age' thangs . Glad you had a safe trip!
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My bladder is about the size of a walnut. AND I'm like a dog passing a hydrant. Or NOT passing it, should I say. If I JUST went to the bathroom, and then we're on the road and pass a Rest Area, I HAVE to stop JUST BECAUSE there is a toilet in the area. Sheesh. That is sad. Just sad.
I have the opposite bladder problem. It goes from zero to "OH MY FREAKING GOD I NEED TO TAKE A SCREAMING WIZZ RIGHT THE FREAK NOW!"
Not pleasant.
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