#42: Tawn vs. Tawn - My Inner Dialogues: Should I pee or not?

You know you do it too, you have these thoughts that stir up in your head and you end with these inner dialogues going against one another.  A simple example is this thought in one's head:

Should I do it? No, you shouldnt. Now? No, don't do it! Well, if I do it, here's the consequences. NO, don't do it! Fine, I shouldn't do it...

Everyone goes through it right? Yes?  Well, I had this inner conflict take place at my doctor's office today and I literally fought this battle for THIRTY minutes in my head.

Imagine for a second with me will you.  Today, I came into work and drank a LOT of coffee. Then went to my doctor's office for my usual checkup to make sure that I'm a-ok and functioning like a normal person.  As I was there, I asked to use the restroom, and then finally got called into into my room to change into a hospital gown.  Mind you, this is NOT your typical cloth hospital gown, it's the one that you dispose so it is really made out of paper-like Bounty Paper Towel, but in a hospital gown form.  Anyway, I changed into it...and then I realized 2 minutes later that I needed to use the restroom again REALLY bad.

But here's the problem folks....For me to use the bathroom, I had to peak my head outside of the room, look around and make sure there are no males standing around, and then tip toe into the restroom to take a leak.  ALSO, I will not tip toe barefooted into a restroom, I would have to put on my high heel pumps from work and then tip toe there (yea, NOT cute).  If any one of those flaps on my gown accidentally opened, I would be MORTIFIED.  I was wearing a BOUNTY gowns for goodness sake (think of having Paper towels as your outfit) there are no strings to tie!! So the battle kept going back and forth in my head...to leave, or not to leave...to leave..or not to leave, if I leave, am I secured...what if I was secure and then I took a leak and accidentally...anyway, you get the picture.

I fought it for so long alone waiting for the doctor, that I had to turn to my Blackberry and consult a few friends. (Yea, you actually thought I was kidding...I wasn't...these strings of email actually took place).  This is why in every picture you've probably seen, I hold onto my Blackberry for dear life.

Anyway, happy ending. I didn't pee on myself.