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BIT CHIN  &   MO ANING

        the machine finally swal-  perfect day was turning   and noted I’d still make   Lake Erie.  Which force   the final pangs of pain
        lowed my money and    out to be not so perfect.  it to my appointment   would win this awful   give way to a warm wet-
        spit out a ticket.       When I reached the   on time. As I relaxed into   tug-of-war  inside  my   ness. My brain had lost
           As I grabbed the   platform, winded and   my seat, the urge to pee   body?  Would it be my   the battle; my bladder
        ticket I could hear the   sweaty, the doors of the   returned with a ven-  bulging  bladder (which   had burst.
        horn of a train rapidly   train stood open just   geance. I told myself it   made me wonder really   If it hadn’t been such
        approaching on the plat-  waiting  for  me  to  fly   would be okay. I can do   how far can that puppy   a perfect day I would
        form above.  Total panic   through them. Just be-  this. There’s  absolutely   stretch?), or my brain   have had a coat with
        was now setting in, but   fore stepping across the   nothing I could do about   which was rapidly losing   me  that  I  could cover
        there was still a chance I   threshold, I glanced up   it at this point.  ground.      up with. Instead, I would
        could make it up to the   at the electronic sign-  Then, just a few min-  The world  around   have to get off this train,
        train platform in time.   board announcing the   utes  out of  the  station,   me seemed surreal, and   make my way downstairs
        As an avid step aerobics   train’s destination and   my train began to slow   I entered another dimen-  and figure out how to
        participant, I could bolt   discovered this was not   down. Inside my head,   sion. I was on the train,   rectify my dilemma. This
        up the escalator in noth-  my train. Stepping back   I  shouted,  “No,  No,  NO,   but not on the train.   wasn’t really happening,
        ing flat without breaking   onto the platform I felt   NO, NO…” as the train   Maybe the fluids were   was it? I am a stylish, pro-
        a sweat in my foxy-yet-  that embarrassment you   rolled to a complete   backing up into my brain   fessional woman and I
        classy suit and heels.  get when you run for the   stop. After an eternity   and making me insane.   just peed in my pants, or
           Without warning my   bus, hollering for it to   (or maybe about 60 sec-  This thought helped take   more accurately, in my
        need to pee hit a critical   wait, but it leaves with-  onds), the driver’s voice   my mind off my imme-  suit.
        stage.  You know how it   out you anyway and now   came over the PA system   diate troubles. No more   No, wait! It really
        is. Sometimes the initial   all the people standing   announcing we would   concerns about getting   wasn’t happening. I re-
        urge doesn’t amount to   around are internally   be moving shortly.  to an appointment on   ally  had  gotten to  the
        much other than a little   laughing at how foolish   There  are  many  time, or having to pee.  bathroom and I was in
        tug on your bladder just   you look.        definitions of the word   What if that could   my own stall experi-
        before you make it to the   I looked again and   “shortly”, but that driver’s   really happen?  What if   encing  a  form of bliss
        bathroom.  Other times   saw BART’s announce-  definition and my defini-  we could lose our minds   beyond description. My
        the tug starts off inno-  ment board inform me   tion did not match that   from bodily waste prod-  delirium had helped get
        cent enough and then   that my train was still   morning. I sat in my seat   ucts backing up into our   me through my bladder’s
        suddenly you feel like   five minutes away. Great!   trying to look calm as I   system? Maybe I could be   attempts at release. And
        you’ve consumed Lake   Enough time to go to the   pondered the worst-case   the poster child for some   what a release it was…
        Erie and it all wants to   bathroom?        scenario of my bladder   as-yet-unnamed mental   somewhat painful and
        come out NOW.            This was risky. Could   letting go. I couldn’t pon-  health disorder discov-  yet exhilarating all at the
           My situation was   I go back downstairs, get   der this too long though   ered as a result of my ex-  same time.
        somewhere   between   the bathroom key from   for fear my bladder   perience.             Since that perfect
        those two extremes but   the Agent all the way   might mistake that as an   I could picture the    day,  I  have had  those
        rapidly  heading toward   across the station, go to   okay to actually let go.  Public Service Announce-   moments as I’m head-
        Lake Erie. If I missed the   the bathroom with all   Ten minutes later we   ment stating “DON’T LET   ing  out  the door,  or
        train, I would be 20 min-  its  machinations, return   were moving again, but   THIS HAPPEN TO YOU…”   anywhere else for that
        utes late for my appoint-  the key to the Agent and   we were still 30 minutes   with a photo of me look-  matter, when there’s that
        ment, and sales calls   get back to the platform   away from my station,   ing crazed in my fancy suit   familiar urge to pee. I’m
        generally don’t go well   before my train arrived.   and it would be at least   and heels, standing with   briefly tempted to ignore
        when prospective clients   I  wasn’t  willing  to take   another five minutes to   my legs crossed, hands   it and go ahead with my
        are  left  waiting. I decid-  the chance.“I’ll be OK” I   find the bathroom, get   over my crotch, and a cap-  plans. Then, memories of
        ed this would simply be   thought.          the key from the Agent,   tion underneath that cau-  that day come flooding
        a mind over matter, or   I noticed that with   and so forth.     tioned, “Use the restroom   in (no pun intended).
        mind over bladder, mo-  all my exertions, the ur-  By this time I aban-  BEFORE you leave home.”  Every time that happens
        ment and it was vital that   gency to pee had dis-  doned all hope of mak-  My thoughts drifted   I stop, make my way to a
        my mind win.          appeared. Whew!  Crisis   ing it to my appointment   far and away from the   restroom, get undressed,
           I sprinted up the   averted. I’d just stop at   on  time.  In  the grand   train and my desperate   do my thing, get dressed
        stairs, which was the   the restroom on the San   scheme of things by   need  to pee.  I  pictured   and freshen up
        equivalent of two flights   Francisco side of the Bay   now that appointment   myself getting off the   What I know for sure…
        straight up but with   before I went to see my   seemed a very minor   train and finding a re-  it’s  more  than  worth the
        no landing to catch my   client.            concern.             stroom right away. There   effort.
        breath. (This  particular   A few minutes later   Soon I began cramp-  was no line and my path
        morning the escalator   my train came and I was   ing, and I doubled over   was free and clear. Relief
        wasn’t  working-what a   on my way. I checked my   in  pain  as my  bladder   was now seconds away.
        surprise). I reluctantly ad-  beautiful watch an old   writhed  and stretched   Suddenly I was drawn
        mitted to myself that this   boyfriend had given me   in an attempt to contain   back to reality when I felt

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