This morning, as scheduled, my fabulous home health nurse removed my foley catheter. Having been educated by my physician as well as the nurse about what to expect, I knew it could take several hours and multiple attempts at going before my body remembered how to relax correctly and release my bladder contents into the commode. I was prepared for the possibility that if this didn't happen in a timely fashion, I might have to ask the nurse to come back and straight cath me to relieve my full bladder manually, maybe even take a medication called Flomax to help my bladder muscles relax.
So I was awesomely surprised when, less than an hour later, feeling a possible urge to empty my bowels, I transferred to the commode and was able to urinate almost immediately. Sweet! Something finally went right! I didn't move my bowels, but I hadn't really expected to, since that's something I still struggle with. I regularly transfer to the commode and try to go, but I generally don't have success and whenever I get really close to going I get so lightheaded I have to lay back down. But it's worth it to practice.
I had several more successful urinary trips to the commode today. And shortly after dinner (eating often seems to stimulate my lower digestive tract) I felt the urge to try #2 again, giving me the opportunity to show my husband how this all works, since he'd been at work all day.