Calzone
Gear Whore #1
Last night was rough. Went to bed around 7:30. My stomach was off, and it seemed like I caught the bug the granddaughter had Thursday.
Things were fine until about 1:30 when the die-A-REAR started. By then it seems I regained a good amount of bladder control, no uncontrolled gushing, but the elimination of pee then got followed with number two that was liquid.
So about 5 hours of getting up constantly. At this point I think I’m over the hump, but “Maggie” now appears to be ill with granddaughter disease.
So I lost a lot of liquids, and a conciliation is that I appear less bloated. The bloating can take many weeks or many months to go down, but pretty much granddaughter disease sped up the process. My scrotum is only the size of a navel orange now and there is less turtle head hiding happening.
Maggie thinks it remarkable that I’m no longer a gusher that can happen at any time. The swelling in my left leg is only a tad in the ankle.
I slept a lot, but I’m exhausted. Its 7:30 now.
Cal
Things were fine until about 1:30 when the die-A-REAR started. By then it seems I regained a good amount of bladder control, no uncontrolled gushing, but the elimination of pee then got followed with number two that was liquid.
So about 5 hours of getting up constantly. At this point I think I’m over the hump, but “Maggie” now appears to be ill with granddaughter disease.
So I lost a lot of liquids, and a conciliation is that I appear less bloated. The bloating can take many weeks or many months to go down, but pretty much granddaughter disease sped up the process. My scrotum is only the size of a navel orange now and there is less turtle head hiding happening.
Maggie thinks it remarkable that I’m no longer a gusher that can happen at any time. The swelling in my left leg is only a tad in the ankle.
I slept a lot, but I’m exhausted. Its 7:30 now.
Cal