Ahhhh.....relief!!!!

Let me start by saying that practicing for an ultrasound does not work.  I arrive, having drank the prescribed 40 ounces of water one hour before my appointment.  I have to wait an additional 15 minutes until they call me back, at which time I am beginning to feel the "urge".  I think I'm doing pretty good, considering that I don't feel like I am going to explode.  I get into the room, the technician puts the gel on, begins the proceedure, and says, "Oh my, you aren't even half full yet."  WHAT?  I did what I was supposed to do....what do you mean I'm not ready?  Apparently, different people have different sized bladders, (and I had been stretching mine, duh!)  So, she takes me to the water cooler, gives me two huge glasses of water, and tells me to chug them.  I do, and wait.  A few minutes later I'm back on the table.  "Well, you are almost there.  10 more minutes should do it," and she leaves me to wait.  At this point I am sweating, pacing, and holding myself like a three year old at the grocery store during checkout.  After about 3 minutes, I call her back.  She looks at me skeptically, but has me lie down again.  "Much better!"  she says.  FINALLY!  After three minutes of pushing as hard as she can right on my bladder, she lets me go to the restroom.  Sweet, precious relief!  As I write this, I feel like such a baby, but it helps to get it off my chest.  Thanks for listening....