I slept in until 9 this morning. Haven’t been able to sleep for shit for two weeks. It felt great.
I’ve often complained of my “built in” alarm clock that gets me up every few hours. But it’s a double edged sword. We older coots need to stay hydrated, especially when horizontal; that’s when our tired and achy joints re-hydrate. Have you every toyed with the idea of a Texas catheter?
As I saw earlier this week: (can’t claim credit for this one)
Confucius say:
Tis better to wake and pee than to pee and wake
When I was a kid they used to call me sailor
Cederq, you’ll have to get a pilot’s relief tube and funnel, leading to a jerrycan near your bed. Keep a bottle of water handy and you won’t have to get up when you’re thirsty, the only thing working hard will be your kidney. Also presumably your other organs too.
Use your urine to water and fertilise vegetation, but be careful of attracting cougars to the area! But they are wildlife that you wouldn’t shoo away, I bet.
Actually Johno, I am not affected with old codger problem. I can sleep all night and then take a healthy water in the morning. My ex wife hated me as I could drive for five hundred miles and not have to take a pee whereas every hundred miles I was looking for a pee hole for her…
…between 2 and 4 AM EVERY FRICKIN’ NIGHT. Arggghhh. Followed by the sometimes fruitless struggle to get back to sleep, to be re-awakened between 6:30 and 7 for the same reason. One of the many reasons getting old sucks.
The upside of course is that you’re STILL waking up on the green side of the grass.
I hate it when my joints and muscles are staging a revolt and demand a good lay-down to rest, the brain receiving reports of damage or inflammation from various parts, but eventually getting them to quiet down enough for a good sleep, until there’s a soft “‘Scuse me” from the bladder. Brain tells it that it should have thought of that earlier, now it’ll just have to wait.
Which is good and fine, until bladder says “Oh well, I’ll just have to piss the bed then!” So then everyone else has to get up too, and they all start grumbling and moaning.
Why the hell didn’t my ancestors develop selective timing for my kidneys? It’s turning autumn now in Australia, from a boiler of a humid summer in the far north, not far from the equator, and I relied on regular intake of chilled water to stop me just bloody melting. One hot day, out of curiosity I measured my output: 6 litres!, not accounting for sweating or exhalation et cetera.
Cederq, you’re an amateur. I could get a job with those German porno video makers, look far my name in lights, well small print. I wonder if Herr Unfuck knows any?
I think I’m around 4x a night for the bladder alarm & if I’m sleeping on my left side, the right hip alarm at least once.
I slept in until 9 this morning. Haven’t been able to sleep for shit for two weeks. It felt great.
I’ve often complained of my “built in” alarm clock that gets me up every few hours. But it’s a double edged sword. We older coots need to stay hydrated, especially when horizontal; that’s when our tired and achy joints re-hydrate. Have you every toyed with the idea of a Texas catheter?
As I saw earlier this week: (can’t claim credit for this one)
Confucius say:
Tis better to wake and pee than to pee and wake
When I was a kid they used to call me sailor
Cederq, you’ll have to get a pilot’s relief tube and funnel, leading to a jerrycan near your bed. Keep a bottle of water handy and you won’t have to get up when you’re thirsty, the only thing working hard will be your kidney. Also presumably your other organs too.
Use your urine to water and fertilise vegetation, but be careful of attracting cougars to the area! But they are wildlife that you wouldn’t shoo away, I bet.
Actually Johno, I am not affected with old codger problem. I can sleep all night and then take a healthy water in the morning. My ex wife hated me as I could drive for five hundred miles and not have to take a pee whereas every hundred miles I was looking for a pee hole for her…
…between 2 and 4 AM EVERY FRICKIN’ NIGHT. Arggghhh. Followed by the sometimes fruitless struggle to get back to sleep, to be re-awakened between 6:30 and 7 for the same reason. One of the many reasons getting old sucks.
The upside of course is that you’re STILL waking up on the green side of the grass.
I hate it when my joints and muscles are staging a revolt and demand a good lay-down to rest, the brain receiving reports of damage or inflammation from various parts, but eventually getting them to quiet down enough for a good sleep, until there’s a soft “‘Scuse me” from the bladder. Brain tells it that it should have thought of that earlier, now it’ll just have to wait.
Which is good and fine, until bladder says “Oh well, I’ll just have to piss the bed then!” So then everyone else has to get up too, and they all start grumbling and moaning.
Why the hell didn’t my ancestors develop selective timing for my kidneys? It’s turning autumn now in Australia, from a boiler of a humid summer in the far north, not far from the equator, and I relied on regular intake of chilled water to stop me just bloody melting. One hot day, out of curiosity I measured my output: 6 litres!, not accounting for sweating or exhalation et cetera.
Cederq, you’re an amateur. I could get a job with those German porno video makers, look far my name in lights, well small print. I wonder if Herr Unfuck knows any?
I think I’m around 4x a night for the bladder alarm & if I’m sleeping on my left side, the right hip alarm at least once.