Secondhand Sunday

Sunday, February 27, 2011

Okay, we need to lighten the mood with a Secondhand Sunday.


Original Post Date, March 10, 2010

I reached into my refrigerator to get something to drink.

Let's see...I've got V-8, orange juice, cranberry juice, beer, urine...

Yep, that's what's in the jug. Urine.

You remember how my doctor diagnosed me as "F-A-T" and that I'm completely rebelling against that diagnosis because I've never been "F-A-T" in my life? Well, I went to an endocrinologist a few weeks back and had some bloodwork done. Her conclusion?

I'm "F-A-T".


A few of my levels were a bit questionable so she wanted me to do a 24-hour urine sampling. When she first told me about it, I naively assumed that I would be given a bunch of those tiny little urine cups. You know, the ones they make you place behind the hidden door in restrooms at the doctor's office?

Not so.

I went to the lab to pick up my supplies and was presented with this humongous jug and a little pee catching contraption that you see in hospital patient's rooms. I'm pretty dense because the jug was completely collapsed and I felt stupid asking them what to do. So when I got back to my office, I called my sister, Lisa, and had her come down to explain it to me.

"This is easy", she said as she picked up the jug, "this should expand to hold all the urine."

"Now that", she pointed to the urine catching thing as I was reaching for it, "Don't. Don't put it on your..."

Too late, I was already wearing it as a hat.

"Chrissy! Are you going to take this seriously or not?"

How could she not appreciate the versatility? Why, it was like two hats in one!

"I am. Thank you for explaining it". I took my pseudo-hat off.

I had to keep my "sample" refrigerated and since I didn't think anyone would appreciate a jug-o-urine next to their peanut butter and jelly sandwich in the fridge at work, I took a vacation day.

It got me to thinking. About 15 years ago, I was experiencing all kinds of health problems. I was on 4 asthma medications, had recurrent sinus infections and just generally felt like crap all the time. Conventional medicine didn't seem to be helping me so I looked for "alternative" ways to cure myself.

One thing that I read about was drinking your own urine. Contrary to popular belief, urine isn't toxic since it's not a by-product of the body's waste system but of blood filtration. Worried about the taste? Don't be. Tastes like chicken.

Of course, I'm kidding. I have no idea what it tastes like and I don't really care to find out. I have read that it helps you to stay slim but in my case, it would most likely be because I would throw up each time I attempted a swig.

If my weight loss dreams hinge on starting this practice, I'll instead sign up for and live chubbily ever after.


  1. Lookin fine in that hat. Course you always look mighty fine.

    Hope the knee feels better.

  2. I remember the hat. Looks good on you ... "urine style".

  3. oh boy, that's the best hat i've ever seen.. lol. :P

    Bitchzilla on The loose.

  4. YOU are frigging hilarious...

    You are not fat...

    We can bitch slap that doctor for you, if you want...


  5. I think you should accessorise with hypodemic needle earrings. Then of course the white nurses uniform and,...Omg, I'd better stop right there. *whew*


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