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Saturday, Apr. 13, 2002 - 8:54 A.M.
I. P. Freely
That picture up there is taken from my favorite vantage point of my favorite place in the whole world. I have recurring discussions with MOTH about moving to the Finger Lakes area of New York some day so that I can be within an hour of the Falls. He of course would like to live somewhere warmer where he could sail the year round. Obviously that makes more sense, but one could argue that I am not known for conventional logic. I feel at peace standing at the base of the Falls, and come away feeling humbled yet energized.
The point of all of this?
Well. My bladder, thanks to the water pill, has begun imitating the Falls. Oh yeah. Where I once used to pee two to three times a day, I know go about hourly. Some of that has to do with the increase of water I'm consuming. But seriously. This is a real pain. I used to be able to ignore my bladder's urges to void too. "Later," I'd tell it. Well, it now has a mind of it's own and later is no longer an option. Unless of course I don't mind leakage. Which I do.
I have always prided myself on the fact that I can go 12 hours without peeing. I know, it's not exactly an act of heroism, but we have to pride ourselves on what we can do, don't we? Anyway, I guess it has become clear that it is far easier to do that when one is dehydrated!
So now, I can appreciate my father's grumbling and cursing about the water pill. All of nature's intonations that I once loved have taken on a new Pavlovian dimension. My waterfall...it makes me have to pee. The trickling of my little 100 acre wood fountain...it makes me have to pee. Rain...yes, it makes me have to pee. The finches, splashing in their bird baths...it makes me have to pee. The gentle sounds of a stream...it makes me have to pee. The memories and images and sounds of my favorite place in the world, Niagara Falls...
NIAGARA FALLS! Sloooooowwwwly I turned...step by step...inch by....
um.
I'll be right back. I have to pee.
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Beginning Weight: 204.5
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Total lost: 12
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