Cheers Nick, your cheque is in the post.🙂
At 51 you're one of our younger members. Welcome to the forum mate.
My catheter removal was a self induced disaster. The removal itself went well, especially as the poor nurse had very little to grab onto as she pulled the tube out.
I was anxious to leave but had to provide a urine sample before they'd let me out. They provided a litre jug jug of water, thinking it would hasten my exit, I downed the lot. Another half hour went by and I still couldn't provide a sample. So like a fool, instead of waiting, I had another litre of water. It was only then then I managed to squeeze out a sample.
However, only 5 minutes later, whilst in the middle of a huge queue at the hospital car park pay station, the flood gates opened! It was like someone had thrown a bucket of water over my jogging bottoms. I've never felt so embarrassed.
When we got to the car the deluge continued. I had to get some shopping bags out of the boot to protect the upholstery. The wife was driving, but despite my protestations, refused to put her foot down, and tootled along as normal.
I was peeing continually and had to pull into a chemist for some adult incontinence pants. The lady assistant was very understanding. She saw that the puddle I was standing in getting deeper and let me use their staff room to put on the pee pants.
What a journey that was!
Anyway, when we got home I rang the hospital and told them what had happened. They politely told me that I was an idiot and that the water they'd supplied was meant to be sipped and not gulped down in a oner. They became even more exasperated when I told them that I downed another jug.
Surprisingly my stupidity hadn't caused any permanent damage. I was okay in a couple of days.
Edited by member 03 Jun 2025 at 10:05
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