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.
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.
3 times. Once was in a hotel room before going to Cedar Point. The other two were when I hadn't figured out I needed to ditch the dairy in my coffee in the morning. It was more of a shart that a full on pants pooping though.
Once, I was so sick; and I puked so hard I pooped my pants. As in, every time I threw up, for about two days.
Same here, once with a stomach bug and once with food poisoning. Both times I ended up pretty much living in the bathroom, sitting on the toilet and puking into a plastic trashcan. Ugh, it makes me feel sick just thinking about it
ETA: The food poisoning one was in front of then BF, now DH, when we'd been dating for about two months. He helped me clean up, and still married me five years later, lol.
2 times in my adult life. All when sick. My most recent was last week. Had some sort of stomach bug. I was in the kitchen trying to make soup when I thought I had to throw up. I turned to the sink since it was the closest thing to me, and well, I didn't throw up. I was mortified!
Once in college. I was out with my ex OOT (his college town) and I got so drunk. I sharted in a thong, got naked except for the shitty thong and got into his bed. The poor guy removed my shitty undies and put on me a pair of his clean boxers and a tshirt and slept on the couch. I had broken up with him a few months before after a 4 year relationship. I think he would have married me and he would have been a keeper for sure. Lol
One time. I took a laxative as there were problems in that area....I went for a walk on my lunch and was blocks away from the office when it hit. I tried, but in the end, I had to go home to change.
Post by chickenlittle on Sept 11, 2013 8:15:17 GMT -5
It's not a full on poop, but I did forget to wipe a few weeks ago because DS was screaming in the other room, and we were running late, and the cat was throwing up on the rug. Unfortunately, this flaw in memory wasn't discovered until later in the day. At least when you poop in your pants, you know it immediately.
I am gross. This is what happens when you have kids.
Post by hilwithonelary on Sept 11, 2013 8:25:23 GMT -5
I think I was 10 or 11. I went to camp for the first time. I don't know why on earth I thought it was a good idea to go to a sports camp when I'm not at all athletic. I hadn't pooped the whole time while I was there because of stress /anxiety. We were swimming in the pool when suddenly I realized there was a lump in my swimming suit. I had honestly not felt like I was pooping. I didn't know what to do, so I tried to stealthily pull my suit away from my bottom so the pop could fall out. Later that day, I heard that the pool was closed because a dog had pooped in it. No one ever said anything to me, but I was so embarrassed.
I think I was 10 or 11. I went to camp for the first time. I don't know why on earth I thought it was a good idea to go to a sports camp when I'm not at all athletic. I hadn't pooped the whole time while I was there because of stress /anxiety. We were swimming in the pool when suddenly I realized there was a lump in my swimming suit. I had honestly not felt like I was pooping. I didn't know what to do, so I tried to stealthily pull my suit away from my bottom so the pop could fall out. Later that day, I heard that the pool was closed because a dog had pooped in it. No one ever said anything to me, but I was so embarrassed.
I haven't had it happen as an adult, but I had a close call on a flight back from Cuba. I got hit with the usual travellers' distress, but not until the end of the trip. During the flight back, we hit bad turbulence and the seatbelt light stayed on for over an hour for a stretch and the flight attendent wouldn't let me go to the bathroom.
I just sat, concentrated, and prayed not to shit myself the entire time. I was prepared to puke into the bag if needed, but I have no idea what I would have done if I couldn't hold it anymore. Luckily, I was able to hold it until the seatbelt light went off. Worst flight of my life.
Once when I was doing the master cleanse. Like 4-5 times when I had a stomach bug when I was pregnant with Theo. I tried to keep it in, but my 38 week belly + stomach virus was not having it. And once quite a few years ago after I drank tap water at our old house. They had a boil water advisory the day after I crapped myself. I've never had tap water again after that.
OMG. I can't believe I'm sharing this because I'm STILL tramatized from it.
I did a couple of months ago. I got up and went to the laundromat early on a Sunday morning. On the way home I stopped and got a Del Taco breakfast burrito, something that I'd been craving for weeks literally. Not two hours later stomach cramps set in. I kept having cramps and would run to the bathroom, but nothing would happen. This went on for a few hours. I was due to have dinner with a friend that evening. I absolutely could NOT cancel on her because I had done so a few weeks before when I had major period cramps. So, I sucked it up thinking that it was just stomach cramps and nothing would become of it.
So, she picks me up. My stomach is CHURNING. Every few minutes it feels like a possessed woodland creature is tearing up my stomach from the inside. I sat through dinner picking at my food because the thought of eating made me only want to crap. I *knew* it was coming and I wasn't about to do that to this poor little restaraunt. Dinner was finally over and my friend, who really is a sweetheart, wanted to chat for a while. I have no doubt I was sweating like a madman. The possessed woodland creature inside my tummy was ravaging me at closer intervals, something had to give soon. I was in such pain, but kept my best poker face on.
We *finally* left and she drove me home. Normally she'll come in and chat a while but I basically hopped out of her car as soon as she pulled up to the curb shouting a quick "see you later! thanks for dinner" and running to my apartment.
And then. Oh boy. It was like my body KNEW it was going to have release soon. The urgency increased by about a million times knowing my bathroom was only a few steps away.
But.
BUT.
There were two locks to get through. I normally suck with keys anyway, but that day I fumbled with them for what seemed like an hour. This whole time I'm squeezing together my cheeks and doing the sphincter clench trying with all my might to not crap on my doormat.
When I finally made it inside I rushed straight to the bathroom, dropping my bag down as soon as I entered my home. I simultaneously pulled my dress up because IT. WAS. COMING.
I made it into the bathroom and had my dress pulled up, but sadly there was no time to get my undies down, they were collateral damage. The noxious emissions from my ass that day were humbling. I remained in the bathroom for quite some time and still had to return several times that evening.
I've sworn of Del Taco breakfast burritos for the rest of my life.
You realize all of you who are smug non shitters of your pants are cursed right?
yeah... i'm definitely worried about that!
I've had the vomit/poop thing before - but luckily by the time it hit I already knew I was really sick. The first time though, I had to dump the garbage from the garbage can all over the bathroom floor so I could use the trash can (no liner - that taught me a lesson). I was already sitting.
Post by TrickyBob on Sept 11, 2013 10:16:04 GMT -5
None. With all my stomach issues, I'm expecting it to happen some day and I'm mentally preparing myself with "it'll be ok...others have done it and lived". I fear I'll be pregnant and do it.
I have had a few close calls, especially in the last year. One day we went to dinner with my parents and my dad drove. He is the SLOOOWEEESSSTTT driver known to man and no one likes driving with him because it doubles the time to get there, but he wanted to drive. So we get to dinner and before our food even comes, I'm in the bathroom pooping my brains out. I try to eat some, but keep running to the bathroom to poop. And it's not even poo at that point, just water escaping from my ass.
So it gets to be time to leave and my dad is paying and it is taking him forever. At this point everything feels like forever and I'm trying to rush everyone out so that we can go home and I can destroy my bathroom in peace. We're driving home, my dad is going something like 10 under the speed limit, and they're all talking and laughing. I'm sweating bullets, trying not to puke, clenching my ass so tight you could crack walnuts off of it, and he's just puttering along. Wave after wave of cramping and more sweating and at some point I swear I see Jesus and he has this giant toilet for me but it's just out of reach.
I thought that day would be the day I pooped my pants. Thankfully we got home and I ran into the bathroom and holed up in there for awhile.
Because of how bad it was and how fast it hit - before eating, we think something I ate the day before gave me food poisoning like symptoms.
I used to be scared to poop in public restrooms but now I'm all "who the hell cares, if I need to go, I NEED to go" and I'll finally speak up and say "can we pull over to nearest gas station/place with a restroom?"
ETA: I also am temperature sensitive. Cold makes me have to poop. I also suspect this is why some places, like Target and the grocery store make people have to use the bathroom. I know anytime we go into our local grocery store, 10 minutes in, I need to hit up the restroom because I get too cold and my bowels are all "time to get the hell out of dodge!" A lot of the time, when I'm in a car, I can prevent the need by turning on the heat. It drives my husband nuts in the summer when its 90 some degrees out and the a/c is on and I'm all "I need heat NOW" but it helps. Oh boy does it help.
Twice in the last couple years. The first time I had a crazy stomach bug and had it coming out of both ends, except there was blood in my stool. I ended up using puppy pads at the hospital. After I pooped myself in my boyfriend's car. Fun times.
The second was that I had a tear in my bowels because I ate too many carrots and couldn't hold it. That was the day before Thanksgiving a few years ago.
Twice in the last couple years. The first time I had a crazy stomach bug and had it coming out of both ends, except there was blood in my stool. I ended up using puppy pads at the hospital. After I pooped myself in my boyfriend's car. Fun times.
The second was that I had a tear in my bowels because I ate too many carrots and couldn't hold it. That was the day before Thanksgiving a few years ago.
Twice in the last couple years. The first time I had a crazy stomach bug and had it coming out of both ends, except there was blood in my stool. I ended up using puppy pads at the hospital. After I pooped myself in my boyfriend's car. Fun times.
The second was that I had a tear in my bowels because I ate too many carrots and couldn't hold it. That was the day before Thanksgiving a few years ago.
What?!
I knew carrots were evil.
I was trying to be healthy. I ate half of a small bag of baby carrots and ended up with blockage, which lead to the tear. The irony was not lost on me, lol.
None. With all my stomach issues, I'm expecting it to happen some day and I'm mentally preparing myself with "it'll be ok...others have done it and lived". I fear I'll be pregnant and do it.
I have had a few close calls, especially in the last year. One day we went to dinner with my parents and my dad drove. He is the SLOOOWEEESSSTTT driver known to man and no one likes driving with him because it doubles the time to get there, but he wanted to drive. So we get to dinner and before our food even comes, I'm in the bathroom pooping my brains out. I try to eat some, but keep running to the bathroom to poop. And it's not even poo at that point, just water escaping from my ass.
So it gets to be time to leave and my dad is paying and it is taking him forever. At this point everything feels like forever and I'm trying to rush everyone out so that we can go home and I can destroy my bathroom in peace. We're driving home, my dad is going something like 10 under the speed limit, and they're all talking and laughing. I'm sweating bullets, trying not to puke, clenching my ass so tight you could crack walnuts off of it, and he's just puttering along. Wave after wave of cramping and more sweating and at some point I swear I see Jesus and he has this giant toilet for me but it's just out of reach.
I thought that day would be the day I pooped my pants. Thankfully we got home and I ran into the bathroom and holed up in there for awhile.
Because of how bad it was and how fast it hit - before eating, we think something I ate the day before gave me food poisoning like symptoms.
I used to be scared to poop in public restrooms but now I'm all "who the hell cares, if I need to go, I NEED to go" and I'll finally speak up and say "can we pull over to nearest gas station/place with a restroom?"
ETA: I also am temperature sensitive. Cold makes me have to poop. I also suspect this is why some places, like Target and the grocery store make people have to use the bathroom. I know anytime we go into our local grocery store, 10 minutes in, I need to hit up the restroom because I get too cold and my bowels are all "time to get the hell out of dodge!" A lot of the time, when I'm in a car, I can prevent the need by turning on the heat. It drives my husband nuts in the summer when its 90 some degrees out and the a/c is on and I'm all "I need heat NOW" but it helps. Oh boy does it help.
OMG - your story reminded me that I've been in this exact situation!! We ate at Lonestar, and I had the clenched butt cheeks all the way home. Thank god it was DH driving so we got back in time!
And, I do the same thing with the heat. Thank god for seat warmers! It helps get rid of the icky need to poo (or puke) now feeling.