But I’m not writing a song.* I wish I was writing a song. But instead I have to pee. But I can’t. Oh, I’ve tried. Several times.
Have you ever seen the movie “A League of Their Own”? Do you remember this part?
That’s the part where Tom Hanks goes to the locker room urinal and starts peeing and he goes and goes and goes… and goes and goes some more. Well I’m a little jealous of his drunken, crude self right now.
At 12:30 this morning I realized I have a UTI. I tried to ignore it, but there’s no ignoring the feeling of an over-full bladder and no way to get any relief. So now I’ve downed about 20 ounces of water and am working on a cup of herbal tea before I drink some more water and hopefully that will flush everything enough for some relief. I even considered driving to the store right now and picking up some cranberry juice, but I think that can wait.
The problem with all of this is that
tomorrow today is my last day at work for the week and I have things I need to get done before we leave on Thursday to go see Taylor. Not only that, but some of the preschool staff is going to start meeting at 7:30 on Wednesdays for a pre-preschool devotional and I’m going. I’m definitely going. There’s going to be coffee. And food. Why would I wanna miss all that??
And Thursday! We’re going to be in the truck for several hours and I can just see how happy Todd would be to stop at every.single.bathroom between here and Lynchburg, stretching a 6+ hour trip into a 12 hour trip.
But that’s not going to happen. I’m going wash my bladder out with so much cranberry juice and herbal tea and water it’s not going to know what hit it! Like a cleansing tsunami! Of course, I’ll probably be spending half my day at work in the bathroom. Maybe I can pull my computer into the roomy handicap stall and just work from there.
And why am I writing a post about the need to urinate? I have no idea other than to say it’s 2 AM in the morning and I’m still awake – but only kind of.
*Breathe (2 AM) by Anna Nalick