The one about my pee
I hate bloggers who think that because you visit their site, they can tell you really gross stuff about themselves, things they haven’t really typically done before. Like, they get daring and want to wow you with their ability to talk about poop. I’m not that kind of blogger. This entry is about my pee, and that’s an important distinction.
So at 3 am, I wake up and realize I have a bladder infection. While peeing, I call my doctor, get a prescription called in to a 24-hour pharmacy, and my superhero boyfriend gets on his bike and rides over to pick it up. For the first time ever, I also get this stuff called phenazopyridine, (google it), that does little else except turn my pee dayglo orange. It’s a dye that’s supposed to limit the effects of a bladder infection, the burning, the constant need to pee, all of that, while the antibiotics do their thing.
In my case, this doesn’t really happen. I just start to notice that my pee is changing color from clear (all that water) to bright, dayglo. I mean, you turn the lights off and the toilet glows in the dark. I guess that’s how I know it’s working. But the real point of this story is that my boyfriend got up, after being ready to fall asleep, and got on a bike and went out into the cold, dark night to get me drugs. He did this if not cheerfully, then without any complaints at all. Not even a grumble.
My theory is that it was the pathetic sobbing from the bathroom punctuated by the pathetic little tinkling of a few drops of pee that really won him over. It was go now, or listen to that shit for another 6 hours. He knew, in his heart, it would escalate to horrible primal howling, which is unsettling at the best of times, but in the middle of the night from a bathroom? The acoustics would be terrifying. What’s great is I didn’t have to make that threat, he just knew.
2 Comments »
Your relationship withstands many trials. This is just another stop on the train to “he’s my better half.” Though, I tend to think of your better half as your left half. But that’s just me.
Comment by Amanda C. — February 25, 2010 @ 7:41 pm
I’ll actually agree with that. My left half is just slightly better than my right half.
Comment by alex — February 25, 2010 @ 7:53 pm
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