You, too?! I learned as a young child to hold it for 12 to 15 hours. My mother would drive all the way to my grandmother’s house without a restroom break. We would stop for McDonalds drive thru food. I made sure not to drink a lot. Oh. We would stop at Stuckeys as well. I think that is where my mother would sneak in a potty break for herself. I am not as good at it as I used to be. (I am pretty sure my mother was afraid to use a public restroom that might have been used by an African American even though we had a black maid. It is like The Help was based on psycho white women in Jackson, MS like my very own mother. Haha)
We stopped at Stuckey’s. My mother could go forever without using the bathroom, too. You never had drinks in the car in those days. I think she survived entirely on cigarettes.