Bernard O'Shea: My nightlife pretty much consists of peeing

In the grand tapestry of life, a peculiar thread seems to weave itself more prominently as the years pile on — the nocturnal trek to the bathroom
Bernard O'Shea: My nightlife pretty much consists of peeing

Bernard O'Shea: "I've found myself musing over the nocturia phenomenon more often lately. Is it a rite of passage into the golden years, or just a cosmic joke ensuring our nights are anything but restful?"

In the grand tapestry of life, a peculiar thread seems to weave itself more prominently as the years pile on — the nocturnal trek to the bathroom. Ah, nocturia, a term as elegant as the condition is inconvenient, serving as a nightly reminder that, perhaps, I should have reconsidered that last cup of herbal tea.

I've found myself musing over this phenomenon more often lately. Is it a rite of passage into the golden years, or just a cosmic joke ensuring our nights are anything but restful? My quest for understanding has led me down a rabbit hole of scientific exploration, historical anecdotes, and, inevitably, some personal experimentation with the laws of bladder physics.

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