Well, it's been about three months since my last accident. I should consider myself lucky, but...I was on my way to a hospital tour, to meet my husband there, and left an hour early, figuring I'd need the extra 15 minutes for traffic. Luckily, there wasn't any, but I ended up needing the time for my IBS attack.Attack is truly the right word, because it seemed to come out of nowhere, suddenly, within seconds, and -- most important -- there was NOTHING I COULD DO ABOUT IT BUT JUST LET IT HAPPEN.I found a nearby supermarket to park at but the second I turned off the engine of my car, the bowel movement just flooded out of me, as if my sphincter was numbed by anesthesia and any movement was impossible. Green, loose, wet, sticky. I'd had on an adult diaper like I always do, but it felt to my mind like the stool leaked through and everyone could see it on my backside, stinking up, as I approached a bagger asking calmly where the restroom was.I went to it. Two stalls, no doors. I had the presence of mind to figure out in the nick of time to lock the restroom door itself and went to work cleaning myself up. The diaper held all of the stool, but in removing it, I stained a little of my underwear and the top part of my pants.Cleaning up my butt and the entire genitalia area, plus parts of my upper thigh that got covered while the bowel movement unloaded...that was the hardest part. It takes a while to remove every trace of wet stool under a strict timetable. I didn't get all of it, but I did my best.I put on another diaper from my purse, washed my hands and put lotion on parts that still stunk.I had to take off my pullover because the cuff faintly smelled.I made it to the hospital in time, but got lost thinking I was on the 1st floor (where the tour was) when I was really on the 2nd.The tour was of the maternity ward, since I'm 8 months pregnant. I felt so defeated but put on a good front.Today, I have to drive over there again for a breastfeeding class and of course, I'm worried that lightning will strike twice.What gets me everytime is how unpredictable and random and frustratingly victimizing into almost incapacity this is. I thought I could circumvent any urge by making sure I ate early enough. But honestly, I felt no pressure, no need whatsoever to go #2.I was more than halfway to my destination when it hit that I DID have to go. What could I have done? Nothing.I don't want this happening every time I'm in a car. It doesn't. But sometimes it does.I feel like such a pathetic victim.
It came out of nowhere, again
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So sorry this happened to you. Thanks God you had on a diaper or it could have been a lot worse. I am a C type and rarely get "D", but I do know what you went through, because a couple of months ago, I was on my way home from work, when I felt the need to "GO". Actually being "C", I am always happy when I get the urge, but this "urge" was different from anything I had ever experienced before. It wasn't just an "urge" it was urgency. I prayed I would make it home. I was about 10 minutes from my house, and trying to hold it with all my might...but bang...there it was and there wasn't a damn thing I could do about it, but let it happen. Thanks goodness, I was going home from work. Nothing like that had ever happened to me before and it was petrifying. It sure gave me a quick lesson in what you "D" types have to go through. Try not to let it get you down.
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Instead concentrate on that little bundle of joy you will be welcoming into the world next month. Congratulations.
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So sorry this happened to you. Thanks God you had on a diaper or it could have been a lot worse. I am a C type and rarely get "D", but I do know what you went through, because a couple of months ago, I was on my way home from work, when I felt the need to "GO". Actually being "C", I am always happy when I get the urge, but this "urge" was different from anything I had ever experienced before. It wasn't just an "urge" it was urgency. I prayed I would make it home. I was about 10 minutes from my house, and trying to hold it with all my might...but bang...there it was and there wasn't a damn thing I could do about it, but let it happen. Thanks goodness, I was going home from work. Nothing like that had ever happened to me before and it was petrifying. It sure gave me a quick lesson in what you "D" types have to go through. Try not to let it get you down.
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Instead concentrate on that little bundle of joy you will be welcoming into the world next month. Congratulations.
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About the same things to me 2 weeks ago!I had my breakfast as usual in the restaurant. Took my car to drive to the job ... and BANG, right on the highway, suddenly, my colon started to move like a crazy horse! The whole things. I was going crazy. I was in deep pain. I needed to go to the toilet. I drove fast to the job (about 6 miles away), park the car. Run to the building, insert my pass fast, need a toilet, fast!!! My god, it's not closed. Ouf.... Then you know the rest.----------
About the same things to me 2 weeks ago!I had my breakfast as usual in the restaurant. Took my car to drive to the job ... and BANG, right on the highway, suddenly, my colon started to move like a crazy horse! The whole things. I was going crazy. I was in deep pain. I needed to go to the toilet. I drove fast to the job (about 6 miles away), park the car. Run to the building, insert my pass fast, need a toilet, fast!!! My god, it's not closed. Ouf.... Then you know the rest.----------
First, you are not alone.Is it usual for you not to sense your need for a BM? There is a test they can do called anal-rectal mamomotry (something like that). They insert a balloon in the rectum and measure at what pressure you feel the sensation and the strenght of the anal/rectal muscles. From this they may recommend some physical therapy to teach you to control the individual muscles of the area. Physical therapy with a specialist in fecal incontinence is able to help 80% of their patients. Find a good GI, this test will probably be available at a large hospital. Insist upon it with your Dr. There is also a book called "Keeping Control: Understanding and Overcoming Fecal Incontinence" by Marvin M. Schuster, MD and Jacqueline Wehmueller published by John Hopkins University Press. It will give you some ideas and is a very helpful book. You will probably have to order it. The ISBN number is 0-8018-4916-0Could this be a result of your pregnancy? Perhaps there is additional pressure on your rectum from the baby.AZ
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First, you are not alone.Is it usual for you not to sense your need for a BM? There is a test they can do called anal-rectal mamomotry (something like that). They insert a balloon in the rectum and measure at what pressure you feel the sensation and the strenght of the anal/rectal muscles. From this they may recommend some physical therapy to teach you to control the individual muscles of the area. Physical therapy with a specialist in fecal incontinence is able to help 80% of their patients. Find a good GI, this test will probably be available at a large hospital. Insist upon it with your Dr. There is also a book called "Keeping Control: Understanding and Overcoming Fecal Incontinence" by Marvin M. Schuster, MD and Jacqueline Wehmueller published by John Hopkins University Press. It will give you some ideas and is a very helpful book. You will probably have to order it. The ISBN number is 0-8018-4916-0Could this be a result of your pregnancy? Perhaps there is additional pressure on your rectum from the baby.AZ
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AZMom...I have varying degrees of BMs. Sometimes, I can hold it in longer. Other times, I feel funny, but not exactly an urge to go, but then it comes out. Then there's the rumbling diarrhea stuff. The worst ones are those that just come out of nowhere, no warning.I believe the no warning ones are a result of my anal fistulectomy, where one part of my sphincter was cut into to remove the anal fistula. My doctors have told me, even with tightening and exercise, I'll have these attacks now and then. Something happens to the fecal matter in my colon to cause it to be looser as well.But, it's not like I can hold it solid stool (I no longer have real solid stool like before the surgery though) either.I'm not kidding. I literally have no choice in the matter when the BM comes out. It's not even a matter of holding anything in, controlling my sphincter. It's as if my sphincter were numbed by medicine and I can't feel anything, as if my entire body were held hostage by an epileptic fit and I can only sit there and watch it happen.The next night, when I drove to the breastfeeding class, it happened again, only this time, it was connected to peeing (this I DO credit to the pregnancy), so by the time I made it to the hospital, and I did make it because it was more an urge to pee than anything else, I peed AND had a small BM. Right before I left, though, I had a major BM with diarrhea. I went to wipe, then more liquid poured out, causing me to worry I won't be able to make the class.Thank God I made it. I don't like being late for anything, least of all a class I paid $35 for.Tomorrow and Sunday involve more driving, with my husband this time, and I pray to God I don't have to deal with this same problem. I'd hate to think this was a pattern now. Luckily, because Eddie's driving, he can steer me to a restroom on the way if I'm having an urge, so I don't have to think about driving AND finding a restroom. Plus, neither events are time-sensitive.Btw, thanks to everybody who replied, especially with a horror story of their own. It calms me down and reassures me when I read about other people going through the same thing and worse. It lets me know I'm not such a failure.
AZMom...I have varying degrees of BMs. Sometimes, I can hold it in longer. Other times, I feel funny, but not exactly an urge to go, but then it comes out. Then there's the rumbling diarrhea stuff. The worst ones are those that just come out of nowhere, no warning.I believe the no warning ones are a result of my anal fistulectomy, where one part of my sphincter was cut into to remove the anal fistula. My doctors have told me, even with tightening and exercise, I'll have these attacks now and then. Something happens to the fecal matter in my colon to cause it to be looser as well.But, it's not like I can hold it solid stool (I no longer have real solid stool like before the surgery though) either.I'm not kidding. I literally have no choice in the matter when the BM comes out. It's not even a matter of holding anything in, controlling my sphincter. It's as if my sphincter were numbed by medicine and I can't feel anything, as if my entire body were held hostage by an epileptic fit and I can only sit there and watch it happen.The next night, when I drove to the breastfeeding class, it happened again, only this time, it was connected to peeing (this I DO credit to the pregnancy), so by the time I made it to the hospital, and I did make it because it was more an urge to pee than anything else, I peed AND had a small BM. Right before I left, though, I had a major BM with diarrhea. I went to wipe, then more liquid poured out, causing me to worry I won't be able to make the class.Thank God I made it. I don't like being late for anything, least of all a class I paid $35 for.Tomorrow and Sunday involve more driving, with my husband this time, and I pray to God I don't have to deal with this same problem. I'd hate to think this was a pattern now. Luckily, because Eddie's driving, he can steer me to a restroom on the way if I'm having an urge, so I don't have to think about driving AND finding a restroom. Plus, neither events are time-sensitive.Btw, thanks to everybody who replied, especially with a horror story of their own. It calms me down and reassures me when I read about other people going through the same thing and worse. It lets me know I'm not such a failure.
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