Which brings us to the amusement of peeing. Gentler readers may choose to avert their eyes and leave now.
Some time ago we did a proof of concept test that indicated I could get up from the wheelchair and sit at the edge of the bed and fit a hand urinal under there. Tuesday would be the functional test.
Everything went according to plan, except I couldn't pee! The pressure was there, just no release.
It finally occurred to me that perhaps there was a reason that toilet seats have holes. That perhaps pressure of sitting underneath was constricting the prostate or some other damned body part.
Plan B was to try to stand at the walker. Alas, with my stomach, this proved difficult and so we abandoned the effort. TMI -- I haven't peed standing up in years.
So I had to lie back on the bed and do it horizontally, some 550 mL. Ah, relief...
But this is a disappointment.
Truly it points to being crutch ready in order to be able to go home. For even if I have a prosthetic, it isn't likely to be in place in the middle of the night.
Onward!
Dr. Phil
