I don't think there are enough Kegel exercises to rectify my pelvic floor issues. I am thankful the permanent damage is not in need of surgery, but COME ON! I have had three babies. Large babies - 10.4, 9.9 and 9.5. In that order. I am 5'3" and won't reveal my weight (besides, it fluctuates daily!), but I am within my weight and BMI guidelines. Not skinny, but not overweight. And those babies came out the old fashioned way. So if I sneeze? Cough? Wait too long to get to a toilet? Or god forbid, break into a giggling fit, I need to change my undies.
So yesterday, I was like "Shit, I honestly think I need to change my undies. I didn't do anything to bring this on." And I didn't feel that familiar leak since I didn't do anything to strain my bladder, but there was definitely something going on in my undies. I was in a little bit of a panic, thinking my bladder and pelvic floor muscles had totally given up what little strength they've been hanging on to and just decided to stop working altogether and were just letting the urine flow freely so I didn't even feel it happening! I envisioned a life of wearing Depends. Nope. I started my period. And I had on a GOOD pair of underwear. I HATE that. I usually plan better and wear "throw away" undies when I know I am close to shedding my endometrium. I don't know how I got so out of touch this month that it totally caught me off guard. I think the headache that had me flat on my back on the couch and caused me to skip a PTO board meeting should have been a good indicator of what was going to happen next. It wasn't, but it makes sense now.