At least I had six months without an accident, at least that.But this morning, I felt an overwhelming urge and in a half-second, the loose and wet mucousy stools just flooded out. The bathroom was just a few feet away, but that doesn't matter, never matters, when I get an attack like this. I had to go again later, but the damage was done.I tried to slough it off, go on with my day, but what ends up happening always is the uneasy feeling lingers, the feeling that it's gonna happen again...accompanied by a worsening fear that it won't go away, that it's back to stay. Then, all the appointments I have to make in the near-future get bogged down with anxiety that I'll #### myself on the freeway, during the amnio, whenever.Because, dammit, it happens WHENEVER. No real warning, no control, nothing.My body betrays me, and I wait for the next betrayal.I am almost 18 weeks pregnant, and scared my child will be handicapped because his mom can't control herself.