Did She Pee? Diaper Up, Y'all

Predictably, the triumph of Texas state senator Wendy Davis's historic 13-hour filibuster is a bit dampened by internet speculation of whether or not she peed, and if she used "a device" of some kind. Let's further dilute her achievements.

Personally, I would have diapered up if I anticipated facing hours of standing with no escape. The very thought gives me anxiety. The urgasmic relief of finally going has brought me to tears. The unforgiving urgency to urinate has brought me to tears. Tears that I've hoped would somehow help route the urine through my eyes, because it's way more socially acceptable to cry in public than it is to pee.

I'm a chick, but I have a bladder the size of an old raisin, with about as much ability to hold liquids. And I don't even have kids yet. Pregnancy is no friend to the bladder from what I've heard. It's a piss-laden downhill slope from here. Wendy Davis is a hero on many levels.