the art of urination
Since the catheter was removed on Tuesday late afternoon, I have learned and continue to learn that there is an art to urination. I had made such a compromise to urinate, I am like a toddler learning how to urinate PROPERLY all over again.
Sitting down, non-issue.
Standing, well that is a whole different story and I realized it mighty fast Tuesday evening when my bladder came a calling and I aimed in one direction, after lifting the seats of course, and the aim was off by quite a bit, the bowl getting a good soaking, me getting a good toilet bowl cleaning after the fact. Since then I have still had to adjust my standing position so that all the urine enters the toilet instead of landing in places that, well, were not meant to be urinated upon and certainly not intended to be on purpose.
It is a learning process, an art of sorts that will take me time to master as I do not remember a flow so powerful, so steady and so going where I am aiming, its just my aiming has been more like playing a game of darts, improving, but still missing that needed bullseye to win the game.
Sitting down, non-issue.
Standing, well that is a whole different story and I realized it mighty fast Tuesday evening when my bladder came a calling and I aimed in one direction, after lifting the seats of course, and the aim was off by quite a bit, the bowl getting a good soaking, me getting a good toilet bowl cleaning after the fact. Since then I have still had to adjust my standing position so that all the urine enters the toilet instead of landing in places that, well, were not meant to be urinated upon and certainly not intended to be on purpose.
It is a learning process, an art of sorts that will take me time to master as I do not remember a flow so powerful, so steady and so going where I am aiming, its just my aiming has been more like playing a game of darts, improving, but still missing that needed bullseye to win the game.
posted by the warrior at 9:37 PM
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