One of the newest, uncomfortable and kinda funny in a way situations to hit Em recently was the pee situation. Right before I came back for my visit I was nicely struck with a kidney infection, which means catheters, and no shortness of pain with the process. Emily was ironically hit with the same annoying infection around the exact same time. When I was back we shared stories of how we wanted the world to end while things that arent supposed to be put up certain areas were shoved in. Honestly? It sucks, it's not nice, and it's just not meant to be.
Moving on, besides morning slurrness of speech and very minimal random jerky movements, she started to feel like she couldn't do #1 very often. Ask any chick- feeling bloated, well sucks. Being a human sponge is not desirable, unless it's chocolate or something. Anywho, she compained daily of not being able to pee, and health care isn't cheap anywhere. She went in to be seen for this, deal with having another tube shoved up a non-entering hole and jokingly came back to me saying that she needs to go to physical therapy to strengthen her pelvic muscles so she can control the urge and take care of the situation a little better.
She's kinda lucky, kegel excercises work wonders for other things too, watch out guys, she's single.
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