August 2016
Let me tell you the latest NMG-interpreted rant by none other than my husband - the one who until a few months ago considered me a bit airy when I told him about my new discovery, NMG that is.
On Friday I drove about 200km. I, who generally have no problems with going to the toilet, can last for hours, now during approx. 4 hours I needed it 5 times! Once I even stormed into a gas station because I couldn't hold back any longer. Once upon departure, once upon arrival at the first destination, then upon departure from the first destination, then in a big rush to the gas station, then in a big rush again to the final destination. What was going to happen to me, I wondered.
Especially since I was in a hurry to leave and hadn't drunk anything since the previous evening. So...And then my husband says to me "Well, I think you want to mark your territory!" And the light bulb went on :) Thursday night we got our new car and on Friday we set off on our journey. New car, new seat, new territory...a lot of things to mark, right? :)
And the sensation of urinating wasn't accompanied by a stinging sensation, that's because it wasn't a negative conflict, I didn't feel my territory threatened, it was just new and needed to be marked :)
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