So I'm in the hospital for emergency surgery, right? The next morning I awoke to the sunshine streaming through my window and my dad up and about, reading his book. After a few minutes I had to pee. Nothing urgent or anything, but you know those moments where you're just kinda like, "Oh, I kinda have to pee, and now is a convenient time to do so, so I might as well"? It was like that. So I got up, wobbled to the bathroom that was in my room, and took care of business. Because I was in the hospital, there was one of those measuring bowl things in the toilet that you pee in whether you need to or not. As I came out and was about to get situated in bed again, I noticed my dad heading into the bathroom with an odd look on his face, so I asked him what he was doing. He replied, "I want to see how big your bladder is, cause you can go an unfair amount of time without having to pee". ". . . Okay. Go for it. I didn't have to pee that badly though, keep that in mind".
Not 5 seconds after saying that there was an exuberant "what?!" from the bathroom. The measuring bowl was filled 800 cc's with only a partially full bladder. Apparently that's unheard of due to my fathers reaction. Which wouldn't be that big of a deal, except my daddy's a nurse, so he knows this stuff. He couldn't figure out how a bladder that size fit into such a tiny body. He's an average size adult man and his bladder is 300 cc's. We ended up going to my grandparents house sometime after that and my dad felt it necessary to talk about how big my bladder was to my grandpa (his dad). The conversation escalated into them figuring out mathematically just how big my bladder is. That day we discovered that my bladder can hold around 1000 cc's - which is about a liter - and I can lose 2-3 pounds just by peeing. Welcome to my family. So there you have it. Probably the most fascinating thing about me you will ever know.
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