I was picked up at 4am this morning, after a 4 1/2 hour journey I finally arrived at the hospital to be told they weren't sure what time I was going down to theatre. After being shown to my room I was asked to give a urine sample. I looked at the tube, looked at the nurse then looked at the tube again. Where's the funnell I asked. The nurse laughed, I was serious! The tube had a diameter of a 5p piece, how on earth could I freely direct my pee into such a small space. Men have it so easy! Well what a carry on... So off I went to the toilet with my little plastic tube in hand. With military precision I knew exactly how was going to execute the task in hand. OMG what happened next really freaked me out. I discovered I can't stop my pee mid flow !!!!! I used to be able to do it with ease, I used to pride myself on my bladder control, Oh god another sign I'm getting old! I must start doing my pelvic exercisers religiously when I go home. 3rd time lucky I did it, hurray I managed to fill the whole thing right up to the top, ha ha easy peasy, PLOP! I dropped the damn thing into the bowl. Damn Damn Damn. Well thats it now I guess. How can I do another pee when Ive not had anything to drink for the last 12 hours. A knock on my door... Its a nurse wanting to take my blood. No problem there 2 minutes done and dusted Dracula would be proud! Another knock on the door another nurse, needle in hand. It was time for my blood thinning drug. Ouch it hurt. Beginning to get a bit stir crazy thank god I brought my lap top! Another knock on my door.....a mirrage WATER they are bringing me water. NO NO NO NO NO this could only mean one thing, late afternoon surgery. Damn and blast the last thing I want is to have to sit around all day watching every minute on the clock. 5pm Confirmed. So i have to wait and wait and wait.