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May 29, 2003 - 12:31 PM
Pee Dreams
Pee Dreams
OMG!!11!! I PEED THE BED LAST NITE!!11!!!! LOL!!111!!!
Actually that is not entirely true. It wasn't last night it was this morning.
Ever since I passed my 21st birthday, it seems I cannot sleep through the night with out having to get up and urinate. This is bad because I like my sleep and I hate it when something disturbs it. I'm also a heavy sleeper and frequently will not wake up even under the most disturbing circumstances.
For instance, Blandman and I have 6 cats some of who like to got outside at 4:00AM. They will come to the closed bedroom door and make a racket like they are being killed. At least that's what I've been told. I've never hear them. Blandman is always the one to get out of bed and let the kitties out while I remain dead to the world. It really is a good thing I don’t want kids because I would never hear a hungry baby crying in the middle of the night. I would probably sleep through a tornado.
Because I am such a heavy sleeper, the urge to urinate does not always wake me up right away. Frequently I have what I call "pee dreams". These are the dreams you have when you are asleep and need to urinate – the dreams where you are running around looking for a decent bathroom but all you find are the most disgusting toilets or no toilets at all, just lots of people who will probably gawk at you while you try to pee.
I've had dreams about trying to pee in unisex public bathrooms that have no stall doors, toilets that get farther and farther away the faster I run towards them, bedrooms that I have mistaken for bathrooms, toilets that are 5 feet tall and impossible to mount…
This morning while I blissfully slept I had a dream that I walked into my own actual bathroom with an urge to pee. I lifted the lid of the clothes hamper and perched my ass on the edge of the container and let loose. The pee was flowing hard like a fire hose. It wasn't until I was about half way done that I realized what I was doing. I imagined the flood that my clothes were swimming in and tried to hold my urine. I tried to stop. I could see the toilet from where I was and knew that is where I was supposed to be. Finally I was able to stop the pee, get up and hobble over to the toilet only to find that the toilet seat had some sort of dark purple sticky goo on it, which I did not want to sit in. I turned to find some toilet paper to wipe the gunk off with all the while struggling not to let a stream of urine escape my nethers. At some point Blandman walked into the room and I angrily accused him of leaving the mess on the toilet. He walked out. While I was still trying to clean up the gooey mess, I couldn't control myself anymore and pee started to flow out of me.
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This was about the time that I woke up.
The bed was not drenched but my panties were. Right before I was fully conscious, I felt a sort of wet warmth between my legs that had no connection to sexual arousal. Puzzled at first, it didn't take long to realize the situation. I hopped out of bed and relieved myself in the real toilet in my actual bathroom. I tried to dry the crotch of my panties with TP, but it didn't work. They were immediately removed and left on the bathroom floor.
Upon returning to the bed I felt around for wet spots. At first I thought I had found one but was quickly unable to locate it again while my hands roamed the sheets. I returned to slumbering for another 45 minutes in what was most likely a dry bed.
Hopefully this pee problem with not continue. I'd hate to become a bed wetter late in life. I mean, seeing as I have never given birth it would irk me to have a bladder control problem. And as much as certain fetishist might like them, I can't see myself enjoying wearing diapers to bed every night.
I vow to pay more attention to my "pee dreams". I vow to wake up as soon as I start looking for a toilet in my hazy subconscious. Or perhaps I should just learn to sleep in the bathroom.
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