My Dumping Syndrome horror story (read if you dare)

[ladybug's journey 24]

Oh my....what an experience!! Thank you sharing! I'm still pre-op and soaking up all information I can.....I'm definitely putting a tarp and a costco set of paper towels in my car just in case!

[RAAinNH 113]

omg!

[learningintuition 5]

Oh chica. I'm so sorry about that. I had a similar experience but it wasn't dumping, it was a bug and it's the most horrifying embarrassing thing I've ever gone through. Sending you gastro regularity vibes

[HatheryOnHerWay 603]

Oh chica. I'm so sorry about that. I had a similar experience but it wasn't dumping, it was a bug and it's the most horrifying embarrassing thing I've ever gone through. Sending you gastro regularity vibes

Girl, those stomach bugs are the worst! I had it this winter and was sitting on the toilet while I was holding a plastic bag and puking into it. Absolutely horrifying.

[learningintuition 5]

Girl' date=' those stomach bugs are the worst! I had it this winter and was sitting on the toilet while I was holding a plastic bag and puking into it. Absolutely horrifying.[/quote']

Yes! Our bodies are sometimes so mean!

[linda305 173]

*Disclaimer- If bodily functions make you sick' date=' don’t read this post. Otherwise, read on. Prepare to be sickened and (hopefully) amused by my traumatic experience.

On Saturday afternoon my husband and I went to Granite City Brewery for lunch. I ordered the beer cheese Soup, and a lemonade. I had a few sips of the lemonade then gave the rest to my hubby so that I would stop drinking plenty of time before my meal came. Those few drinks of lemonade made my tummy a little sore, but nothing I couldn’t handle.

My beer cheese Soup came, and it was delicious. I ate most of the cup of soup (minus the croutons.) I was feeling decent, until I started getting a sharp pain in my sides. I’ve had this pain before, so I didn’t think too much of it…until the sweating started. I’m a heavy sweater, but this was more like I was *raining*. I tried to ignore it, and told myself it was just humid in the restaurant.

After the bill came, we went to the mall to get my dad a gift bag to put his Father’s Day gift in. That only took a few minutes, and then we headed back to the car. When we sat down in the car, my husband looked at me and noticed how sweaty I was. To be polite, he said “It’s pretty hot out, huh?” I replied, “It’s hot, but it’s not THIS hot. I don’t think my lunch is agreeing with me.”

We started out towards home, and within a few minutes the cramping started. My abdomen felt like it was folding in on itself. The sweat began pouring off me even harder. I was literally dripping with perspiration. “Are you okay?” my husband asked me. He must have noticed the tiny, pained grunts I was making and the deep breathing. “I’ll be fine,” I said, gritting my teeth through the nausea.

The drive home was about a 15 minute drive. The whole time I found myself thinking “Just a little further, just a little further.” About 10 minutes into the 15 minute drive, I felt movement in my abdomen. I knew what that meant…my bowels wanted to evacuate. I clenched all my internal muscles and prayed to anyone that might be listening to please, please let this feeling pass. My husband kept glancing over at me with concern on his face. I knew I must look horrible.

I held on tight until we got to the exit ramp off the interstate to our suburb. That’s when a cramp ripped through my abdomen like a knife, and everything let go. I mean everything. Before I knew it, I was yelling “Oh s**t, oh s**t!” as a torrent of explosive diarrhea was making its way to freedom. My husband worriedly asked, “Are you going to throw up?” I cried, “Quite the opposite, actually!”

“PULL OVER!!!!” my husband screamed.

I pulled the car over on the side of the ramp, and got out as quickly as I could. The whole time, the mantra in my head was “Please don’t be on the seat, for the love of god don’t be on the seat.” (We have a new 2013 Ford C-Max) Mercifully, nothing was on the seat. However, the moment I stood up outside the car the mess began to run down my legs. I ran behind the car to try and hide from the passing traffic. My husband scrounged up some napkins from the glove box, and I desperately tried to clean up my legs. In a cruel twist of fate, I was wearing a white sundress. The back was soaked through with brown, foul diarrhea. To put the icing on the proverbial cake, this fecal matter smelled worse than any human feces I have ever smelled.

My husband emptied out the Hallmark shopping bag we had gotten at the mall, and I put it down on the back seat of the car. I wrapped my stinky, soaked dress around me so it wouldn’t get on the seat and sat down on the plastic bag. My husband took over the reigns and drove off towards home as quickly as I’ve seen him drive. “I smell like a barnyard!!!” I cried out in humiliation.

In record time we were home. I ran into the house as quickly as I could, feeling another cramp making its way through my bowels. I tripped and fell on the stairs in my haste, nearly bowling a confused and startled cat over in the process. I managed to make it to the bathroom in time for another torrent of horrifying excrement.

I spent the better part of an hour in the bathroom allowing the last of the demonic diarrhea to exit my body. When it was all said and done, I put on my pajamas, put a heating pad on my belly, and fell asleep on the couch. My husband was polite enough not to bring up the incident and to let me sleep.

And that, my friends, is what we call Dumping Syndrome (also known as “The Most Humiliating Thing That Has Ever Happened To Me”)[/quote']

Sorry to hear. It seems like everything that could of went wrong, did go wrong.

[Denn 66]

Although I'm sorry this happened to you, thank you for sharing- I needed a laugh!!! I am a victim of stealth farting. I was in my dorm room- which I call my jail cell because its so small when I just had to fart. My stomach was flipping over and over after having a Breakfast shake and then as I made my way to the bathroom the fart hit me like a nuclear explosion. Needless to say I ruined my favorite Pjs and had to stand in the shower for a while to try to wash away the smell and evidence. I am now lactose intolerant and can't even look at milk without wincing !!! I carry extra shirts, undies and paper towels in my car just in case now!!!

[grrwuff 3]

Thank you for sharing you horrible experience so eloquently. I know that dumping is a problem with the bypass, but I had no idea it was a problem with the sleeve. I have heard about the lactose intolerance with the sleeve, but I didn't give it much thought. I will certainly give it much more thought now.

[stephanie1678 80]

You don't have to be sleeved to have dumping. I know EVERY single bathroom on the way to my work, to the mall, to the mountains, etc.

I just never know when it is going to hit me. Luckily I have always made it in time to a bathroom....

[SlimDreams 175]

How horrifying!! But you had me rolling on the floor laughing, hilarious--thank you.. I'll definitely be on the look out for any of those early warning signs..

Your Hubby deserves a medal :-)

[HappyCat 70]

Lmao! You really know how to tell a story, Hathery~ Next time someone posts a question on how to relieve Constipation I will direct them here

Thanks to Metformin (no longer taking it, thank you very much) I can relate only too well. Only, I was alone in the car going to pick up my husband from work when my bowels attacked. Although I could see a pancake restaurant from 4 lanes over (I-10 W in Houston) traffic was at a standstill. Needles to say, I did not make it in time and had to marinate for more than an hour getting home. I was two hours late picking up my husband... And my booty was raw for a week. Ouch!

[greersc 58]

Wow, you made me cry from laughing .lol. But it scares me too! Now I am scared to go out to eat. Lol.

[missmeow 156]

So glad I've never had dumping.

[Seela 1,187]

Visual = the movie 'Bridesmaids" = shutter.

You are brave to share this story, I will nevrr drink lemonade again. How horrible for you

[Cabingirl 55]

This was dumping AND beer cheese Soup. Nearly inevitable.