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Pee Pee Girl

It finally happened, the thing that I’ve feared most during this pregnancy. Yesterday at 7:08 pm I lost control of my bladder and peed my pants. Yesterday my husband and I had a very busy day. First we had an ultrasound to check baby’s growth (she is in the 38th percentile which they say is normal), then I had my 1 hour glucose test followed by my first 3rd trimester ob check-up.  Everything was going smoothly until my check-up. My oxygen saturation was low so my doc decided to send me to labor and delivery at the hospital, which is located across the street from the clinics. I checked into to triage there and was hooked up to the monitors so they could watch baby. About three hours into my stay I had to go pee, badly. So I had my husband to page the nurse to come and unhook me. It took her what seemed like forever to come in (in actuality is was less than 5 minutes), but she set me free and pointed me into the direction of the restrooms.

Ok here’s where it gets crazy, the restrooms for triage are at the end of this long hallway, through a set of double doors and right pass the elevators. And remember this is labor and delivery triage so to me for the bathrooms to be a 2 block walk is just sadistic. So I’m twisting down the halls with my husband in tow, and just as I reach the elevators the baby gives me what I can only describe as a scissor  kick right to the bladder. That’s when I felt the pee begin to trickle down the back of my leg. I was horrified, but I had to finish enough so I could run into the restroom. I guess my husband finally realized what had happened because once I was in the restroom he was tapping at the door whispering “are you all right?” I cleaned up as best I could and solemnly went back to my bed and requested a new gown and a pair of those mesh hospital panties. At least the nurse spared me my dignity and didn’t ask why I needed them.

I’m guessing that this isn’t going to be the last embarrassing encounter that I have with body fluids during this pregnancy. But now I know that I won’t die of embarrassment!

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