The urge to pee came briefly and disappeared as I relaxed my bladder almost instinctively. Aunt Lydia’s idea about taking a short break from toilet training sounded like a good idea while I had been sitting on the floor crying about the previous accident, but a wet diaper was still a wet diaper. I wished fervently that I would soon begin to see some results from the exercises I was doing. The doctor had hinted at the possibility of some medications if that didn’t work. At this point, I’d be willing to give any idea a shot.