I am going to preface this by saying this post is about wee. If you don’t like wee then don’t read, ok pissy pants?
Mornings always start early in this house and today was no different.
Today I had to carry out a 24 hour urine sample (basically peeing into a 5 litre container) as part of my kidney test before starting chemo on the 6th.
It has to start with your first wee of the day and continues for 24 hours, pretty much self explanatory.
So I get my peeing jug I used when I was pregnant and sterilised it because this was the easiest way to get it in the frigging jug.
If you had or have a toddler, you will already be aware that going to the toilet on your own is quite the sacred act and its a rare occurrence to be able to enjoy a poo on your own, let alone trying to carry out a fiddly specimen test.
At 6.40am I set about doing my first wee. I’ll try not to give you a visual because it already bad enough that you know my fanny is up the creek without you visualising me squatting over a jug.
Oops. Sorry.
Where was I…oh yes, so I’m doing my…business and James plods along towards the loo and opens the door.
Mum-mum
Yes James,
Wee wee?
Yes, Mummy is having a wee
Poo?
No, no poo.
Juss wee wee?
Yes, just wee wee
He then proceeds to sit down in our very small, awkward toilet and give a commentary of me pouring in my urine into the frightening sized container.
Mum-Mum issa wee wee. Heee hee wee weeeeeeee.
Weeely. Poooo.
I really feel I need to clarify that I didn’t do a poo.
I put down the oil drum and usher James out and then we proceed to wash our hands for 5 minutes and he continues playing in the bathroom (which is entirely safe before anyone calls SS) and I go to do the washing up.
All is quiet and I think nothing of it until I hear…
Oh nooo
*Lots of clattering*
Bye Byeee weee-weee
I run to the bathroom just in time to see the last of my piss go down the drain. Bye bye wee wee indeed.
Cue a frantic call at 7am to the research nurse who, once she stopped laughing said that it wasn’t entirely uncommon event and that it shouldn’t hinder the test too much.
Clever bugger that toddler…I would have been upset if I wasn’t so impressed at his cap opening skills.
I’ve got trouble on my hands with that one.