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Well been on call for a week now and this is my last day thankfully. Made it all the way thru without to many issues until tonite. Got called out at 1 am and of course the first thing that goes thru my mind is picturing in my head where the closest bathroom is. This call was right on the corner of sixth and washington downtown. There is a portajon on the corner of 7th and washington and there is a motel right next to where we had to work. Of course sat on the jon before I left home but we have a 20 minute response time so had to hurry things along. Stopped at the rest area along the way for another quick cleanout and was fairly confident I was good to go. Got to the jobsite where the call was and saw a fuse up on the 7200 that was arcing. No problem, easy job just change out the cutout and we will be on our way. Got my rubber gloves on and set up the bucket truck and went up in the air. So here I am 30 feet off the ground with all my gear on and that old familiar feeling comes a knockin'. No problem I am thinking just run across the parking lot go to the bathroom and be back out in minutes to finish up. Well halfway across the lot the pressure got the best of me and out it came. Now we have a mess to deal with. Made it to the bathroom, cleaned myself up as best I could anyway and went back to work. Now the same scenario has played out for me at least a half dozen times and other scenarios more than I care to admit. The odd thing is that the more it happens the more accepting of it I am. Am I losing my mind, am I a wierdo or is this just the way it is supposed to be for me? I have come to accept the way things are and refuse to apologize if it takes me a bit longer to do things because I have to run to the bathroom. So to answer my own question no I am not losing my marbles and yes I am a bit odd or lets just say different but that is ok.
I was sitting thinking earlier tonite about the good things about my disease and came to one realization. I get the opportunity to start over all the time, to look forward to a new day. Sometimes that day sucks and I want it to end but that gives me hope for tomorrow. At times I will string together a whole bunch of shitty days but when that one good one comes along it is like being born again. just like seeing the sunrise for the first time all over again. Thank god for the good days!

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deleted_user
deleted_user

You are truly a wonderful person. You make me feel better about things every time I hear from you. Stay positive. Your not going mad, your just a positive person
JeanCarlin
JeanCarlin

You take this disease so much better than most of us do. The other day I had an accident and cried for half an hour and nobody even knew except for my boyfriend. I was walking to his place and 3 blocks away that familiar cramping started, was praying I would make it, but the pressure got the best of me one block away. Thank God I carry a change of underwear and always wear a pad. Miraculously I didn\'t get anything on my shorts, but still took about 20 min. to clean up. No matter how many times it happens, I will never get used to it. I give you a lot of credit. you have such a good outlook on the whole situation, wish I could be more like you!!
Hope you have more good days to come than bad!!
Hugs, Jean
jn4025
jn4025

I agree with the above posts that you really are a positive person, and I admire that positive outlook. I hope more good days than bad are waiting (and you relax and enjoy your vacation).
deleted_user
deleted_user

I will echo the sentiments that have already been expressed as well--I honestly do see things with this disease differently thanks to the example that you set. Enjoy your vacation--hope it gives you the relaxation that you deserve!
deleted_user
deleted_user

You have an awesome attitude Charlie. You are an encouragement!!