Brian’s fitness journal after a brain stroke
Today’s main objective is simple, practical, and surprisingly difficult: drink water on schedule.
My wife recently bought us matching one-liter water bottles with hour-by-hour drinking markers printed right on them. The idea is elegant—drink steadily throughout the day instead of realizing at 8 p.m. that you’ve consumed approximately nothing.
Everyone should drink water regularly, kidney issues or not. In my case, it’s non-negotiable. My doctor reminds me—firmly—that I need at least 1.5 liters a day. Concentrated urine is not something my already overworked kidneys appreciate, and kidney stones are absolutely not on my wish list.
The problem is not knowing this.
The problem is forgetting.
Over the past week, my routine has been hijacked by distractions: lab appointments, our anniversary dinner, Thanksgiving. All good things—but all excellent at pulling me away from my desk, my notebook, and any awareness of hydration. By the time I noticed, I was hours behind.
So I did what any desperate person would do: I guzzled water to catch up.
This was a mistake.
My body did not appreciate the late-day hydration sprint and politely informed me of its displeasure by waking me up in the middle of the night with a bladder emergency. Lesson learned: hydration is not a cram session.
My wife bought these bottles because she forgets to drink water when she’s writing, reading, or deeply focused on anything at all. She wisely bought one for me too, because I apparently have the same flaw.
Before this bottle, I had no real sense of how much water I was drinking. Now I can see it clearly—and unfortunately, that clarity revealed that several days last week ended with frantic water catch-up. There’s no good excuse for that.
We buy five-gallon jugs from the grocery store and use a water dispenser at home. Between the two of us (and occasional help from the refrigerator dispenser), we now go through about five gallons a week. Ever since getting these bottles, that number has become very consistent—which strongly suggests we were under-hydrating before.
So today, I’m doing things differently. No catch-up drinking. No late-night flooding. Just steady, boring, responsible hydration—one hour mark at a time.If all goes well, my reward will be the most luxurious thing of all:
an uninterrupted night’s sleep.