I don't like to call it incontinence because that sounds like you're peeing yourself all the time. A better term is "weak bladder" and that's what many senior ladies (and many younger) put up with. We race to the bathroom rather than have a dignified stroll. We can go from not needing to pee to desperately needing to pee at the snap of the fingers.
I had a bladder repair when I was 55 because of this darned weak bladder. The repair amounted to a surgery in which the bladder was hoisted up a bit. It worked a bit but, over the past 20 years, my bladder weakness has been getting steadily worse. It's an embarrassment and inconvenience to be troubled by something like this so I asked my doctor to prescribe me something that might help. I detest taking medication but sometimes you just have to accept that this is what you need to make your life more comfortable.
He prescribed me a little blue pill called oxybutynin choride. Each little pill is 5 MG and I take one in the morning and the evening. I have to say that the results have been amazing after only taking the medication for less than a week. I feel like I'm carrying around a brand new bladder that behaves itself.
I guess we have to give in and realize that the quality of life is more important than worrying about the side effects of a new medication. I'm going to die one day from something anyway.
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