if i am awake and drinking like I usually do i’ll pee extremely frequently and the accumulation of that fluid is never apparent when looking at me but when i wake up i have so much stuff to pee out that accumulated at the bladder that i look like I’ve just found out i’m pregnant why is it that if i tried to hold it in when i was awake i’d be in a great deal of discomfort but i don’t wake up in discomfort but am visibly swollen with fluid
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>why do we have such a tolerance for needing to pee when asleep?
There is a centre in the brain that regulates sleep. Part of what it does is inhibit certain motor functions, and part of what it does is to inhibit certain sensory functions. Some of the things it inhibits are hunger, thirst, pain, and (of course) bladder sensors.
Now, obviously, the sensory inputs do not get inhibited completely.
>why do we have such a tolerance for needing to pee when asleep?
There is a centre in the brain that regulates sleep. Part of what it does is inhibit certain motor functions, and part of what it does is to inhibit certain sensory functions. Some of the things it inhibits are hunger, thirst, pain, and (of course) bladder sensors.
Now, obviously, the sensory inputs do not get inhibited completely.
Wait a while. Around 50 or so, that will most likely be a thing of the past. Then you’ll post, “I have to pee every 2 hours when I’m sleeping. How do I stop?” And you’ll realize that a cup of coffee, water, liquids of any sort should stop about 3 hours before bedtime, so you can wake up only once. With lips that are stuck together, dried sinuses that whistle Bach, and a mouth that tastes like a bear pooped in it, and all the flies in the county came and died on top of the pile.
Or so I’ve heard.
Wait a while. Around 50 or so, that will most likely be a thing of the past. Then you’ll post, “I have to pee every 2 hours when I’m sleeping. How do I stop?” And you’ll realize that a cup of coffee, water, liquids of any sort should stop about 3 hours before bedtime, so you can wake up only once. With lips that are stuck together, dried sinuses that whistle Bach, and a mouth that tastes like a bear pooped in it, and all the flies in the county came and died on top of the pile.
Or so I’ve heard.
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