Oddly enough I awoke this morning to a light trickle running down my leg. I had just finished wetting my side of the bed. I was confused, and the clock read 7:30 PM, meaning the alarm I set for 7:00 AM did not sound off so I needed to get up and moving quickly. As I do every morning, I went to the bathroom immediately and took a whiz. I had plenty of pee left, so I can only imagine that I either had a bladder that was full to bursting and just let loose a little, or I was dreaming of urinating (I can’t honestly remember what I was dreaming about), or some combination of the two. Either way, I left a little puddle of pee in the bed, and as Anna and Bunny were still asleep and I was running late I didn’t have any time to clean it up or get the sheets in the laundry. Goddamn it. It was kinda freaky, and I hope that I don’t have any problems with my bladder, or some kind of infection. That would truly suck. My insides still feel a hint of soreness, as though my bladder was stretched to its limit. Hopefully this won’t happen again any time soon. I don’t really mind being a bedwetter, but our mattress can only soak up so much pee, and it’s a really nice mattress.
Do any of you have any fun peeing stories involving your sleep chambers?