As I find myself looking a little grayer and more wrinkly, I notice the kid in me fighting for his life as Father Time takes his toll on the rest of me. Not only do I find myself constantly looking for my slippers and complaining about my back, I also notice that I can’t seem to make it through the night without the urge to pee.Last night, we had that huge downpour around 3:00am. How do I know that you ask? Because I was taking my daily nightly bathroom break at the time.
Every night, no matter whether or not I pee before getting into bed, I end up waking up in the middle of the night to tinkle. Last night as I sat down (not taking chances with a stray shart), I heard a soft, quiet sprinkle become a thunderous monsoon!
But here’s my question: As I enjoyed the sound of a good spring storm, I noticed the time. I normally wake up closer to 4 or 4:20. Did the moisture in the air or the sound of the approaching rain trigger my bladder to empty itself earlier than usual? You know, like when you put your sibling’s hand in a bowl of water to make ’em wet the bed? Same thing… just with more old-man symptoms and less bed-wetting?!?
These are the questions I ask myself. This is what happens in my head. People wonder why I get headaches… now you know!
