Yesterday I went one five hour stretch without urinating, and another nearly six hour stretch. I tried to go while my afternoon aide was here, but failed, so I went from about noon to six without going. Both stretches were painful towards the ends as I waited for the aides to get here, but other than that, there seems to have been no problem. I regularly go four hours at night now without having to get up. I think much of the pain is from muscles down there tightening up and screaming; it's not as bad at night when I'm sleeping and more relaxed.
Before I had the bladder cancer, I'd trained myself over the years to pee only twice a day, usually. It was easier on Mom, who usually took me to the bathroon. The cancer took that control away from me, making me admit that was one more thing I couldn't do for myself or those I love, and I hated it for doing that to me. Now, the interval may be lengthening again. If the pain goes away, too, maybe the bathroom will soon cease to be a focus in my life.
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