I walked a 5k with my mom a while ago, and I was in total panic mode the whole time. I was constantly considering in my head how long it would take to get to a bathroom all the way along the course.
We should probably just go ahead and make a rule that you don't have to bother putting TMI warnings in posts here. They're all probably going to end up TMI.
Post by hannamaren on Feb 25, 2013 21:52:04 GMT -5
We were in Europe. We visited a castle but the touring hours were over so everything was closed. We hiked up to the castle. I had to go - now. I squatted on the castle grounds while my H giggled (it actually kept it lighthearted instead of me crying with embarassment) That might have been my worst moment. And truly, it isnt too bad.
Oh, yeah, I also pooped my pants on the way home from a colonoscopy. I wore my H underwear home.
I got home from work last night, went into the bathroom to use it (duh), looked over, and there was no TP. Opened the cupboard, and there was no TP there, either. I immediately started panicking. "Uhm, honey, there's no TP. -panic sets in- THERE'S NO TP! What do we doooo?" His answer: "We just won't poop, and I'll pick some up tomorrow."
Uhm... H, I'm a girl. 1. Girls always need TP. 2. I don't get to just "not poop." Not an option, H. He is usually so smart, but this was not one of his brightest moments.
I ended up with the roto virus (spell?) over Thanksgiving, and I totally lost control of my bowels for about 24 hours until I was put on steroids. Since the ER sent me home, that meant I wore depends, which I overflowed every hour or so. At that point it was basically water, but that didn't stop me from being mortified that I had actually shit myself while sleeping for about 6 hours until the ER would admit me again.
Thank goodness for those waterproof pads that CVS sells that you can wash. I bought one when pregnant, and I use that thing all the time now.
Do you know if they sell those waterproof pads anywhere else? We don't have CVS around here. My mom had one of those that I used to use when I was on my period but she got rid of it years ago and I haven't been able to find them since then.
I've only not made it to the bathroom in time once (worst and most embarrassing moment of my life, on my way to college for the first time and my mom couldn't find a gas station in time).
But I can't even count the number of times my life has been dictated by the status and location of bathrooms. Even getting to work in the morning has been a challenge sometimes, having to stop on the way or get off the train early. Consequently, I have a very positive mental association with even the grossest public restrooms, because they have saved me so many times