Typical Sunday morning for me. I started with a kayak run around the lake then a change and into the shower. I hoped my bowels were emtpy enough to attend morning mass without a massive bowel accident. It's a warm morning so I went with Confi-dry 24/7 with a booster, plastic pants and athletic compression shorts under baggy kahki shorts and a golf shirt with tails worn out. I always use Desitin ointment (zinc oxide) and Nullo deoderant pills. You would think that with all the precautions I take I woud be safe from exposure with even the largest of BM's. I do take 3 to 5 doses of a bulk producing fiber supplement (Metamucil) to keep stool solid otherwise I'm prone to very loose (and very uncomfortable) stool. As a consequence of all that fiber I no longer have loose BM's but it has increased frequency and volume. I was confident though, that I could go to mass without a BM. Halfway up the isle for communion, I felt an extremely strong urge followed by an involuntary contrtraction and began filling my diaper with an unusually large BM. It was shockingly enormous and seemed to go on forever. Even with clothes I wear I can usually remain "stealth." But this BM was so volumace that the bulge was anything but noticable. Even with the compression pants I could feel my diapers sag under the weight and load and it had to be obvious to those behind me that I had had a massive bowel accident. I calmly proceed in line, received communion and returned to my seat. Between the Nullo and plastic pants I remained odor free but sitting down on a hard church seat the mess went everywhere. (uh, so gross.)There was nothing I could do but endure the mess in my diaper. When mass was over I tried to walk home with as much confidence as I could. Near impossible with the load continuing to spread with every step I took. But I've always believed if you acted calmly it would appear like nothing had happened. When I returned home I felt so defeated. I went through an horrific clean-up, shower and change. I was exhausted by the ordeal and wondered if there might have been anything else I could have done to prevent this short of taking a large dose of Imodium and wearing a tight fitting adult onesie? I just don't know anymore. But I was so embarressed by the noticable accident. Is there anything else I could have done?
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