when my partner and I were first together I had a feeding tube that went up my nose and into my small bowel to give me nutrition. All my medications were liquid and had to go down the tube, a couple of them used to "loosen" my bowels a bit. One night I was staying over, I had done my meds and all seemed well. We went to sleep. However a few hours later I woke up and smelt a smell. I'd done the mother of all liquid suprise poo's, before my partner could put the light on I dashed to the bathroom to see the mess my liquid poo had wraught. I crumpled my pyjamas up in a ball intending to burn them at a later date. I went back in the bedroom and my partner was awake and asked what happened and I told him that I had left the lid off my feeding tube and my stomach contents had come out all over me and the bed. He took me at my word and I never told him that theres no way poo can come back up out of the feeding tube. My presiding memory will be of my gorgeous fiancé on his hands and knees trying to scrub my liquid shit off the mattress. That was 7 years ago and I've never told him the truth.