For the first time, Dylan and I had a disagreement. All day yesterday he was DETERMINED to lay right on my bladder, and elbow it repeatedly. This was horribly uncomfortable. First, it was heavy in the lower belly region, which is not a happy feeling. Second, it made me feel like I needed to pee all the time, also not a happy feeling. The third was the worst - he would thump my bladder producing a feeling that I can only describe as seeming like he was strumming my urethra like a guitar string. That REALLY made me feel like I needed to pee or I would leak everywhere. Most of the time, there was nothing in there. It was painful and annoying.
I tried to reason with him. I tried spoiling the belly. I tried pressing on other parts of the belly in order to attract him (hoping that he would follow the pressure points like he was following the waist band of those pants that were too tight the other day). I tried pressing right on him to get him to move. That was the worst idea of all, as he responded to force with REPEATED blows to the bladder.
Alas, we had our first fight over my body. And he won.
By the end of the day I was lying sideways on the couch hoping that gravity would do for me what I could not do for myself. It worked temporarily. He slide right back into place on my bladder as soon as I stood up. ugh. What good is having 0 buoyancy if you don't use it?
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