Worse Chron's moment?

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What is your worse chron's moment? Mine was before I started Humira and was having the big D ALL the time, I drove to work all dressed up, and when I got out of my car and started walking thru the parking garage all the sudden it hit me. Yep the big D right there in the parking lot all over myself. I had to walk back to my car, drive an hour and 15min's back home, shower, change, and then back to work another hour. Then had to explain to my boss why I was so late. She looked shocked. I really hated my disease at that moment, still do.
So what's your worse moment??? By the way I drove with the windows down the whole way home. LOL (I can laugh now).
 
I was driving in the middle of night on a road that had construction. I then got a blinding pain in the URQ of my colon and swerved off the road. I then hit a mound of gravel that caused a crack in my engine block. Since it was 3am it took the tow truck a good 2 hours to get to where I was. After an hour of waiting I got a case of the big D and just couldn't hold it (which I've been able to do sometimes), so I found the toilet paper that I keep in my backpack and went to some bushes several yards away and left a watery present for the construction workers.

Well turned out the car was totaled so now I have decided not to drive at all because it's too dangerous for me and the general public.
 
I was prepping for my surgery and had a tube down my nose pumping in liquid that helps clean you out. I was on the phone with my boyfriend at the time and needed to pee but I decided to wait cause that would mean unplugging the IV and taking it with me and the phone would not reach the bathroom. I kept holding it but then felt like I needed to go #2 and was trying to say my good byes when suddenly I needed to vomit. I hung up the phone and made it to a trash can and threw up, pissed and shat myself standing there next to the hospital bed. The tube was now out of my stomach and in the trash can still through my nose. I called the nurse on the call button and stood there waiting and as soon as she walked in I said, "I just crapped myself," with a tube through my mouth and nose, I sounded beyond disabled... All the pee and poo was watery and clear though and she said that I didn't need to drink anymore of the liquid. :p

Moral of the story, when you have a tube pumping you full of liquid and you feel like you need to "go," GO.
 
If I had to pick just one because there are so many it would be being on the freeway and getting the twinge, the twinge becomes a cramp the cramp become a rolling, boiling super duper pre volano blast. I find the nearest bathroom in a crappy little store in a crappy little town. I get my car parked. I do my best " no I am NOT walking like I have my butt cheeks in a vice grip while being chased by the devil himself" walk. I make it to the crappy women's bathroom LOCKED. Now it's really crunch time. I turn areound throw open the men's restroom door I race to the toilet gettin my dress hiked up and my granny panties around my ankles and feeling quite smug that I out witted uncle D this time.

One teensy weeny problem. In my haste I neglected to lock the door. So As I'm sitting their literally and figuitvely basking in relief in walks a huge cowboy with a wide brim hat. He was looking down when he walked in only to look up to see me with my dress up around my waist and my granny paties around my ankles.

So I'm beyond mortified because I probably permanently damaged this guy. So I just looked up and said "I'll pay for any counseling you may need after this experience" he laughed thank god, then said mam you take your time and I'll just lock this door for you. He was gone when I came out.

The moral to this story, never miss a step in the race agains Uncle D.
 
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I was prepping for my surgery and had a tube down my nose pumping in liquid that helps clean you out. I was on the phone with my boyfriend at the time and needed to pee but I decided to wait cause that would mean unplugging the IV and taking it with me and the phone would not reach the bathroom. I kept holding it but then felt like I needed to go #2 and was trying to say my good byes when suddenly I needed to vomit. I hung up the phone and made it to a trash can and threw up, pissed and shat myself standing there next to the hospital bed. The tube was now out of my stomach and in the trash can still through my nose. I called the nurse on the call button and stood there waiting and as soon as she walked in I said, "I just crapped myself," with a tube through my mouth and nose, I sounded beyond disabled... All the pee and poo was watery and clear though and she said that I didn't need to drink anymore of the liquid. :p

Moral of the story, when you have a tube pumping you full of liquid and you feel like you need to "go," GO.

You win Jenn!!! That tube thing sounds like a side-show act!!
 
Ooh hang on, I've got a good story! I was only diagnosed a couple of months ago, but I reckon I've had this for a few years now. Anyway, I've had just 2 "incidents".

The most recent was when I was travelling in New Zealand last month. Woke up in the morning thinking "oh i might have to go soon". But it was so comfy in bed I hoped it might go away. After a few mins I realised I was going to have to get up, and I quietly crept to the bathroom so as not to wake hubby. While trying to close the door quietly and slowly, it all just came out! So then the decision of whether to sit on the loo, or clean up my pajamas! Needless to say, I sat!!

But I do have a worse story. I was learning to scuba dive a few years back (I can hear you all start to groan now!), and was on maybe my 3rd open water dive. Needless to say, we were all down relatively deep, and my guts started to rumble! Of course, I couldn't get back up to the surface very quick, and even if I had, I had all the tanks/belts and wetsuit to deal with. So while I was trying to communicate my desperate need to my instructor, it alllllllll came out - through the wetsuit! The look on his face was completely priceless, as I'm sure mine was!

Needless to say, I never did complete my dive certification - I couldn't face anyone from there again! At least I can laugh about it now - hopefully the poor instructor can too!

So, do I win? What's the prize? A double length roll of toilet paper and a portable loo?
 
:mademyday:My husband reminded me to tell you that he took my car in to be cleaned and told the people our dog had an accident in it and that's why it smelled. I can laugh now.
I know it wasn't funny when you had your worse moment, but I had to laugh and laugh at your stories. My husband laughed when I read them to him. Thanks for sharing at least we know we're not alone. :poo:
 
Georgiagirl, I am so stinking impressed that you would know exactly when I was going to say uhgggggggg! I also have so much respect that you tried this whole scuba diving thing! You go girl!
 
:whistleinnocently:Thanks Ann! Of course, I didn't know at the time how unpredictable this disease could be, otherwise I might not have tried it...at the very least visibility wasn't great anyway, so hopefully not everyone fully realised how disgusting the situation was!
 
Was that a rented wet suit? :p I'll be sure to take plenty of Imodium if I ever try scuba diving. ;)
 
VintageAnn;229014 " no I am NOT walking like I have my butt cheeks in a vice grip while being chased by the devil himself" walk. [/QUOTE said:
This makes me literally crack up laughing. Haven't laughed that hard in a long, long time. We all know we've done it.
 
Yes, the wetsuit was owned by the scuba place. They never asked for it back surprisingly, but I sent them some money a few days later...as I'd thrown it into a bin on the drive home!
 
The wetsuit story wins in my book - lolol

My worst moment - talked about it a little in intros - I was in the hospital, pregnant, very ill and connected to loads of 'stuff'. In the middle of the night it hit. I tried to go to the bathroom, but couldn't make it. I made a mess all over the floor. Then I tried to clean it but literally just could not do it because I was so weak. So I had to call the nurses. I have never felt so helpless and mortified in my life. I just sat on the bed and cried and cried. The nurses tried a little to make me feel better, but I could tell they were pretty mortified too. Not exactly something they were used to dealing with on the floor I was on. It has been six years now and it still feels like yesterday.
 
30 minutes in the staff washroom of a drugstore. Alternating between D and vomiting. Every few minutes the pimply kid unpacking boxes would knock on the door and ask if I was alright. When things settled down he called me a cab, and I was admitted to the hospital.

I never did get to buy my Ensure.
 
My worse moment was at work. During lunch we were teasing another employee about crapping his pants and when we went back to work I lifted my leg to get on the fork truck and all hell broke loose, or rather the dam let loose.
When I got home to change Janis asked what I was doing home early and all I had to do was show her my pant legs. What a mess. I was known as $hitty pants after that.
 
Is that what's known as 'karma'??

This isn't Crohn's related (I don't think) but it made me laugh anyway. Yesterday at work, in the corridor, we found... A poo! Not the runs, but a real, solid poo! My first thought (not that I would ever admit it at work) was 'did I do that?' (no it's wasn't we found the culprit later)
 
Is that what's known as 'karma'??

This isn't Crohn's related (I don't think) but it made me laugh anyway. Yesterday at work, in the corridor, we found... A poo! Not the runs, but a real, solid poo! My first thought (not that I would ever admit it at work) was 'did I do that?' (no it's wasn't we found the culprit later)

LOL!!!

Okay - you can't leave a teaser like that and expect no one to ask. Did the culprit explain how that came about? You gotta love kids - what possesses them sometimes.
 
No, the kid never did own up, or explain, we found him out because of the way he was walking! We are assuming it 'slipped out' on the way to the toilet, and his underwear failed to contain it all and the poo fell out his trouser leg!
 
I was at work and like you say the bid D hit me and I had to call my boss on the way home to tell her what had happened , luckly I only live a short distance from work.
 
I did have a fun time with an nurse's aid once when I was In the hospital. They were going to put in a temporary center line and they were just going to do it in my room. I had to take Citrus of Magnesium to clean me out ahead of time. When it started working I went into the bathroom to do my duties. Janis and the 2 nurses that were to assist were out in the room just talking. While getting ready to sit on the toilet my gown went in the toilet and got all wet so I just took it off and laid it on the bathroom floor.
So here I am sitting on my throne with my gown bottoms around my ankles (what a picture to put in everyones head, huh.) I had a little blonde nurse's aid that day that was really happy and bubbly. She came bouncing in the room just chatting with Janis and the other 2, asked "Were's Greg?" as she opened the bathroom door. She saw me there sitting with my pants down and said "Oh my God", slammed the door shut, said to the others "I didn't know he was in there", opened the door again and said "I'm sorry", slammed the door again and hurried out of the room. After that she refused to come in my room unless I was sitting on the bed in plain sight. Janis and the other 2 nurses never had a chance to say a word it happened so fast.
 
Pirate what a sight. Poor girl didn't know what she was getting herself into as an aid. I would have just rolled laughing. Great story.
 
Okay, I now am holding my sides due to laughing so hard. Greg & Ann beat any of my stories. The poo in the hall was rather amusing. However I do not think I will ever get the mental pictures of the cowboy coming into a situation he was not really expecting or the young perky blond opening the door BACK UP to say she was sorry. These stories are just too funny!

Michele
 
LOL these are great.

I actually only had my first real accident less than a week ago, have had UC/CD for nearly 6 years!

But in a way, what happened to me the week before made me feel worse. I dashed into my bathroom (shared house with 3 other students) and typically no one had replaced the toilet roll (which one clever dick in my house seems to think should be stored under the stairs? safe to say it is NOW being stored in the bathroom lol). So I just had a shower instead to clean up, and the water on the floor of the shower was kind of an unsettling sight... I later told my friend 'It was like the shower scene in Psycho, only not in black and white...'. Made me feel a bit sick and depressed at the time!
 

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