Right- I've never shared this with anyone but my husband and brother.
I'd just had my second child in less than a year a few months earlier. Been suffering with constipation. Stupidly took 3 dulcolax instead of the recommended one, thinking wouldnt go anywhere that day.
Early afternoon my husband said, the kids will be napping, why don't you go and treat yourself to a bit of clothes shopping downtown. Great, I thought. Was halfway between debenhams and primark when the urge came over me. I really needed to go.
I ran for it to mcdonalds, which wasnt far away, just up the high street. Hooded it up the stairs but it was too late. The most awful diarrhoea came machine gunning out of my bum and running down my legs. There was so much of it. The worst thing was I started what I can only describe as panicked screaming as I hit the top floor. I dread to think of the buggers looking up , mid burger, to see me running along towards the toilets with poo all along the floor behind me.
Please, please believe me I am no poo troll and not making this up. It was the worst afternoon ever. I had to take off my bottom half of clothes and stick them in the sanitary waste bin. Then I had to call my husband who stoically drove down with a chance of clothes for me. Waiting for him was terrible. Women/ girls were coming in going "what is that smell? It smells of shit and bleach" and I had to hide and wait, knowing full well some poor mcdonalds worker had had to come along and clean all that up, and possible deal with complaints from the customers who were sat there when I propelled my way up the stairs.
Absolutely terrible.
And my poor loyal husband. Walked into the ladies with a head held high, despite the stink, then waited outside the toilets for me while I got dressed. I actually couldn't believe he was there actually, I would've brought the clothes and scarped back to the car.
I then came out at the worst possible time, with three young teens in there, looking me and up and down in disgust as I washed my hands. One theatrically had her hands holding her nose. I isnt make eye contact.
The bloody horror.