Listen, I’m not ashamed to say that I had a Urinary Tract infection. Peeing so much made me aware of about myself in ways I didn’t even give a second glance too. Bathroom etiquette flew out the window.
So for those who do not know what a UTI is, well here is the webMD portion before we get started, “Urinary tract infections are more common in women. They usually occur in the bladder or urethra, but more serious infections involve the kidney. A bladder infection may cause pelvic pain, increased urge to urinate, pain with urination, and blood in the urine. A kidney infection may cause back pain, nausea, vomiting, and fever.“
My pee cycle was constant and unrelenting. Every 25 minutes I was peeing and every time was an inner look into myself. How often was I brushing my teeth, flossing my gums, or even washing my face? I felt that the toilet and I had become fast friends. We could of exchanged numbers for the amount of visits I made. My frequent trips to the toilet often related in the thoughts of “needing to drink more water”, “quit holding it in, nothing is important to hold it,” and “when you gotta go, you gotta go.” Though never diagnosed by a doctor, these constant pee sessions had me in the bathroom enough to think, “oh I could brush my teeth for the hell of it.” It was a weird sensation of wanting to do more for my body because clearly it was angry.
After doing my business, I was forced to stare into the mirror and give myself a hard ass look. How did I put myself in this predicament… Obviously by not making any trips. So in my mind, to remedy the fact that I was a quote on quote “bad person,” I picked up my toothbrush and paste and began to start cleaning away at my gums. Somehow this was my excuse or my “making equal” to the bladder I had wronged. Dear bladder, sorry bro for abusing you.
At the time with the bladder issues, I formed the flossing habit. As only a brush and mouthwash kind of fellow, the urge to use a piece of string and swipe in between the crevice’s of my teeth, I associated peeing with flossing.
My habits in and out of the bathroom made me feel like a productive human being however. I got work done a lot faster, took ample and do-able breaks (pissing or not) and succeeded in having work done on time. It was one of those moments of taking a negative and making it a positive. An infection, that was quite annoying, but making it a driver for the better form of human productivity. It broke up my day, which is great. It overall felt healthy to do so.