| General Non-Fiction posted March 7, 2024 |
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a story
Peeing in a Cup
by Bill Schott
The author has placed a warning on this post for language.
It has been quite a year so far and it's just March.
This morning, at about three a.m., I had to go to the bathroom.
I had gone to bed at midnight, and thought it was early, but not that early.
My CPAP seal wouldn't keep, so I didn't wear that. My wife lost one of her hearing aids, somewhere between here, twenty miles from here, the hospital dialysis center, and back. No idea when it popped out.
The cleaning lady comes today, and the house looks like a rummage sale.
My truck still needs new brakes.
So, anyway, at three a.m. I peed blood into the toilet. At first, I thought it was REAL yellow, but when a couple of clots shot out. I looked closer.
The good news is I hear a comet is headed for Earth.
It has been quite a year so far and it's just March.
This morning, at about three a.m., I had to go to the bathroom.
I had gone to bed at midnight, and thought it was early, but not that early.
My CPAP seal wouldn't keep, so I didn't wear that. My wife lost one of her hearing aids, somewhere between here, twenty miles from here, the hospital dialysis center, and back. No idea when it popped out.
The cleaning lady comes today, and the house looks like a rummage sale.
My truck still needs new brakes.
So, anyway, at three a.m. I peed blood into the toilet. At first, I thought it was REAL yellow, but when a couple of clots shot out. I looked closer.
The good news is I hear a comet is headed for Earth.
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