Why Men Over 60 Still Wake Up at 3 A.M. to Use the Bathroom (It’s Not Their Prostate, and It’s Not Their Age)
3:07. I know that number better than my own phone number.
I wake up a minute before it, and I know why before I open my eyes. I lie there and bargain with myself. Then I give up, find my slippers, and walk the hall in the dark.
Five seconds of business. Sometimes less. Then back to bed, wide awake until 4:20. Up again at 5:40.
By two in the afternoon I’m asleep in my recliner with the ballgame on. I’m 76, a retired mail carrier from Macon, Georgia. I walked a route for thirty-seven years. I’m not a man who naps.
What everybody told me it was.
Ask any man at the barbershop and you’ll get the same answer. “It’s your prostate.” Ask the doctor and you get the polite version. “Walter, at your age, that’s normal.”
So I did everything a man is told to do. I quit coffee after lunch. I quit water after six o’clock. I hadn’t had a glass of water with supper in nine years.
I took the prostate pill the doctor gave me. I bought the prostate capsules from the drugstore. My stream got a little better in the daytime.
The nights didn’t move. Not one trip.
Then one night I came back from the bathroom and Bernice was coming out of the other one.
“Walter,” she said, “I don’t have a prostate. And I’m up twice.”
We stood in that hallway and laughed. Then I lay awake thinking about it. If it was my prostate, why was my wife up too?
The measuring cup.
Our daughter Tasha has been a night-shift nurse in Atlanta for twenty-two years. When I told her the story, she didn’t laugh. She drove down that Saturday with a plastic measuring cup and a spiral notebook.
“Three days, Daddy,” she said. “Every time you go, you measure it and write down the time.”
I felt like a fool. I did it anyway.
When she added it up, I was making more water between bedtime and breakfast than I made all afternoon. On a man who drank nothing after six.
The Night Flood.
Tasha explained it at the kitchen table, on a yellow legal pad.
When you’re young, your body turns the tap down at night. A hormone tells your kidneys to hold back while you sleep, so you can go eight hours without getting up.
After 60, for a lot of people, that signal fades. The kidneys run at night like it’s noon. The bladder fills up in the dark, hour after hour.
“That’s the Night Flood,” she said. “It isn’t the pipe, Daddy. It’s the tap.”
It’s not some rare thing. In studies where people kept a diary like mine, close to nine in ten who got up at night were simply making too much at night.
And an older bladder that’s flooded all night gets jumpy. It rings the alarm before it’s full. That’s why you get up for five seconds of business.
The prostate is the pipe. It decides how your stream feels. It doesn’t decide how much water comes down at night.
That’s why men who have their prostate opened up with surgery so often still get up. One man wrote, after his procedure: “I still get up 4 times a night and that was the problem I was trying to correct.”
“My doctor said it was my prostate and my age, and gave me a pill. My nights stayed exactly the same. My grandson’s wife is a nurse, and she said, “Mr. Earl, it’s the tap, not the pipe.” I started the softgels with supper. Week five, I slept from eleven to six. My wife woke me up to make sure I was breathing.”
Earl J. · 81 · Shreveport, LA
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It isn’t your age, either.
Age is when the tap starts to misbehave. It isn’t the reason. I know a man of 84 who sleeps ten to six, and I know men of 62 who are up four times.
And my six o’clock rule? Tasha shook her head at that one.
“Your body makes the night water from everything you drank all day,” she said. “Stopping at six doesn’t turn the tap down. It just makes the urine strong. Strong urine stings the bladder, so the alarm rings sooner. And you wake up dry and dizzy.”
Nine years of thirsty evenings, for nothing.
“I quit water at five o’clock for ten years. I was still up at one, three and five, and dizzy every time I stood up. My daughter read about the night tap and ordered this for me. I drink my water again, with the oil at supper. Now it’s one trip, around four. My knees thank me.”
Ignacio V. · 76 · Tucson, AZ
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What my neighbor eats for lunch.
Franz Hofer lives on the other side of our fence. He’s 84. He came to Georgia from Austria in 1962 and still talks like he just got off the boat.
He’s also the only man over 80 I know who sleeps through the night. I asked him how, one afternoon across the fence.
He took me inside and showed me his lunch.
He comes from Styria, farm country in the southeast corner of Austria. They grow a pumpkin there for its seeds, and press them into a dark green oil. It goes on salad, eggs, soup, everything.
“In Styria, the old men take it for the nights,” Franz said. “My father did. His father did.”
I figured it was an old-country story. Then Tasha looked it up.
German health authorities listed pumpkin seed for an irritable bladder back in 1985. Today the European Union’s medicines agency recognizes its traditional use for prostate trouble and for an overactive bladder.
The biggest study ever run on pumpkin seed and the prostate, 1,431 men for a full year, found that pumpkin seed beat the placebo. A team in Japan gave pumpkin seed oil to people with an overactive bladder, and their scores came down within twelve weeks.
Here’s why it matters for the Night Flood. It works on the bladder side. It calms the alarm, so your bladder can hold more of the night’s water before it wakes you.
So why didn’t my doctor mention it? Because it’s a salad oil. Nobody can patent it, and nobody sends a salesman into a doctor’s office to talk about one. My doctor has twelve minutes, and a pill for the pipe.
Calm the alarm, starting tonight →
What I take now.
I didn’t want to pour oil on my potato salad every day. Tasha found it in a softgel. It’s cold-pressed pumpkin seed oil, 1,000 mg in one softgel, with a little saw palmetto for the pipe side. One a day, with supper.
I’m not telling you to stop anything. I still take my blood pressure pill every morning. I showed my doctor the label, and he said go ahead. Show yours. It’s a two-minute conversation.
And I drink my water again. All day, and a glass with supper.
What changed, and when.
Week one, nothing. Bernice said give it time.
Week two, I woke up on a Thursday and the clock said 4:50. I’d slept right through 3:07.
Week four, it was one trip most nights, and I fell straight back to sleep after it.
Week six, I went to bed at 10:30 and woke up at 5:40, because the garbage truck came. Bernice said, “When you sleep, I sleep.”
“Forty years I blamed my prostate. They even did the laser procedure on it. I was still up three times a night. My son printed an article about the Night Flood and I thought, well, that’s me. Six weeks on these softgels and I’m down to once. My wife says the house is finally quiet at night.”
Harold B. · 79 · Duluth, MN
★★★★★
In May we drove four and a half hours to Charlotte for our granddaughter’s graduation. Before, that drive took us six, with a stop at every other exit.
This time we stopped once, for gas. I sat through the whole ceremony, every name, and I didn’t miss hers.
“The Army taught me to sleep anywhere. Then at 68 I couldn’t sleep in my own bed. The VA gave me a pill for my prostate, and the nights didn’t move an inch. A buddy from my old unit sent me this article. Week four, one trip a night. My wife says I’m less of a bear in the morning.”
Bill M. · 74 · Clarksville, TN
★★★★★
“At the fishing camp I used to be up three, four times, and I’d fish half asleep. My son-in-law told me it wasn’t my age, it was the tap. I started the oil with supper and kept drinking my water. Now I’m up once, and I’m on the dock by six. My grandson can’t keep up.”
Raymond D. · 83 · Lafayette, LA
★★★★★
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