A couple of weeks ago, I experienced an episode of nocturnal enuresis. I thought nothing of it at the time, as I was running a temperature and was drinking lots of fluids (which is what people are usually supposed to do when they are running a temperature).
It happened again last night, and I was not running a temperature, physically I was feeling otherwise OK.
Oddly enough, I really do not feel a need to celebrate this. My attitude is more along the lines of this - What the fuck?!?!?
The sheer oddity of the situation is baffling me.