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"I was thinking about getting off on demand, but it sounds like I should be glad that I didn't"
Once. I was about three weeks postpartum and had taken too many of the stool softeners that the hospital sent home. I was traumatized by the PP poops. My plan backfired.
Post by pixelpassion on Sept 10, 2013 23:50:01 GMT -5
Ugh, I was diagnosed with IBS two years ago so I've had some close calls. The only time I crapped my pants as an adult was this year when I had norovirus and my body was all like "DOUBLE EVACUATION"
I might as well. When I was having my bad issues before I knew it was MS. I was puking every morning, and I was getting out of the shower. My stomach was cramping, I was trying not to puke, and well I didn't quite make it. Both happened. I had no pants on, but yeah...
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"I was thinking about getting off on demand, but it sounds like I should be glad that I didn't"
Once. It was due to my body rejecting my fabulous meal since I have no gallbladder. For the last few years issues like that never happened, but I guess they still can!
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"I was thinking about getting off on demand, but it sounds like I should be glad that I didn't"
Once. I had a GI scan - fasted, drank the icky juice, had the scan. In my infinite 22-year-old wisdom, drove through Sonic on the way home. Yeaaah. In the car. Went to the nearest public restroom (Hastings - does that store exist outside OK?) and there was a woman and a baby in there. Finishing up, I thought. I went in the handicap stall, started cleaning up, but I could just feel their presence outside. Mom finally asked, "did I leave a pink blanket in there?" I'm pretty sure I screamed, "NO." They finally left and I could exit the stall with some small bit of my dignity left.
I have IBS too and I've had many, many close calls. Once I get the gurgle Down there I know I need to get to a bathroom, fast. The last time I crapped myself I was post partdum and due to my iBS the colace was not working. I took some maalox to help things along. We had friends over and I was in my room nursing and all of a sudden, I had to go, I couldn't move, I had just gotten my son latched and well, no one was around so I just let it go. Thank god I still had on one if those huge ass pads they give you to wear.
Stomach virus, double evacuation. It was either throw up in the toilet and crap my pants or vice versa. I rather throw away soiled pants then clean up vomit while vomiting. And this all happened in front of my ex live-in boyfriend and he threw away my pants for me. Needlessly, to say I was very embarrassed.
Never full on. I've had a few close calls with my second pregnancy. Sharting though... well, I've had a few mishaps here and there. I try to put it in the back of my mind.
As an adult, I've never full on soiled myself, but have had a few close calls (thanks to random stomach bugs).
As a kid, only twice. Once, we were on the city bus going to school, and it hit me like lightning. I couldn't get off the bus, or I would have been late for school, so I clenched and walked as quickly as I could. I made it a block away, before I lost that battle. I must have been 10 or 11?
The other time, I might have been 5 or 6, and had the flu for the first time I could remember. Mom had taken us to Burger Chef (Hardee's predecessor for you young folks). I kept telling her I didn't feel good, so she told me to try using the rest room. I ended up getting sick from both ends while we were there...it was awful. I was crying hysterically because I felt so bad, and I was horrified.
I listen to Rovers Morning Glory and they say "oh everyone's pooped their pants at least once.". I used to do one of these faces
Then maternity leave. Thought it was a fart and nope nope nope. So technically more of a shart. That was the only time though. I have magic control I can hold it for hours.
Twice. Once in middle school on vacation with my friends family, I puked so hard I pooped. That was so embarrassing. Nothing like a stomach virus in front of your friend atv13 : /
Then in college I had the norovirus in the middle of a snow storm at my now H's dorm room. I threw up and shit every 15 minutes for 12 hours, so they sent me to the hospital for fluids. H dressed me in two pairs of his new, warm fleece pajama pants that he got for Christmas. The next day I was still wearing them at home and I guess my digestive track was so fucked after being so violently ill for so long that I had no control anymore. One minute I'm trying to eat some toast with my grandmother, the next minute I'm thinking, "Huh. I feel.... wet."
Had to explain to my grandmother I just shit on her upholstered chair and my H that I ruined his new pants.
Once technically, I had just started metformin for PCOS and that shit messes with your stomach BAD, I didn't even know I had to poop! Luckily I was home and walking up the steps to my room when it happened and no one was around to witness it.
There was also once in the shower when I first got pregnant where I thought I had to fart. It was not a fart. Lol.
I say never, and it's true as an adult. But in my tired stupor I'm going to share a poor Luna story I will regret Tomorrow. I was on a walk with my mom on the beach,!i was probably 15ish. It was fallish for FL, so I had regular clothes on. Then it hit. I had to go right then and there. I started walking faster because I knew there was A bathhouse not too far away. I didn't make it. BUT! The kicker is, it was just a regular shit, not one of these crazy corn chowder shits. So I just played it off, walked to the bathhouse stiff backed, took my underwear off and threw them away. My shorts were fine. To this day I don't know my mother knows what really happened. 15 is too old for something like to to happen! OMG
Once. I had a GI scan - fasted, drank the icky juice, had the scan. In my infinite 22-year-old wisdom, drove through Sonic on the way home. Yeaaah. In the car. Went to the nearest public restroom (Hastings - does that store exist outside OK?) and there was a woman and a baby in there. Finishing up, I thought. I went in the handicap stall, started cleaning up, but I could just feel their presence outside. Mom finally asked, "did I leave a pink blanket in there?" I'm pretty sure I screamed, "NO." They finally left and I could exit the stall with some small bit of my dignity left.
I'm sorry but this had me lol for real Sorry that happened