Oh gosh! I have more than enough close call stories (and some Oops stories as well)... But I will share one that Zanne's story reminded me of.
If wasn't long ago, maybe a month. I was in a fit of bathroom runs but I *had* to leave the house to get to my GI appointment. I desperately needed antibiotics for his fever silliness. So, I packed up my WagBag (bag with sewer treatment stuff in it) and my daughter and headed to the GI appointment 30 minute away. Well, of course I had to pull into a quiet residential and use my wagbag on the way there. Afraid I would need it again I cinched it up (it's designed for backpackers and more than one use) and headed back on the road. I ended up making a couple stops at different places (doctor, hospital lab) and each time I would put the bag under my car so that the car wouldn't smell up. The final visit I was so exhausted (fever was peaking), my daughter was more than ready to get home and was herself starving... it was cold out so we rush to the car in the hospital parking garage, hopped in and zipped off in search of food for my girl. HaHa... I completely forgot the bag of poop until I was half way home! That is one my daughter and I got a good laugh out of. Oops!!!! I did feel bad, but I was so sick and distracted. I doubt I will forget it again!