This was the worst thing ever.

I’m doing IVF treatment and on progesterone hormones. It seems like it’s not agreeing with me.

I was wondering around the botanical gardens and quite far from the washrooms. All of sudden, I felt this intense pressure in my guts. They was no way to stop it, I had explosive diarrhoea.

I was shocked and panicked about what to do. I was wearing green linen pants where you could obviously see the big wet mark. This was a mess.

So I kind of hid from people and tried to avoid anyone behind me until I eventually got to the washroom.

My pants were obliterated, completely covered in diarrhea. I sat in the washroom wearing nothing down trying to figure out what to do.

My flight was fast approaching and I knew I couldn’t take a Lyft or Urber in my state. Finally I put my pants back on and went to the gift store to see if I could buy something to cover up. Maybe a big sweater? Idk. 🤷‍♀️

So I carefully stayed away from everyone and I stunk. Went into the gift store and looked around.

I saw they had a nightgown, ridiculously priced at 150 and a dressing gown at 180. Good enough!

So I bought that and basically backed away from the teller so she couldn’t see my back end.

I went into the bathroom and threw out my pants in the tampon vesicle. Then cleaned myself up with toilet paper 🧻 as best I could.

Then put on the nightgown and dressing down, which didn’t look too much like what they were, luckily. Thank god the gift store had something.

I called a Lyft, and went back to my hotel room and cleaned up and got changed into new clothes.

So that’s my panicked story of how I became a quick change artists and managed to buy my way out of a horrible situation.

Hopefully my little transfer of an embryo takes and I’ll be dealing with baby poop 💩 instead.

Hormones are no joke, folks.