Oh boy... bad memories. I have bowel adhesions, so what happens is that the stool can't get through sometimes - but the bile can. No gas, no "gotta go" feeling, no warning whatsoever. Just the explosion. At least it hasn't happened in public yet. So far, I've been in so much pain and usually vomiting beforehand, so I've been at home when this has happened.
The first time was actually pretty funny. I was sitting out by the pool trying to read myself into a distraction from the pain, and DH is rattling around cleaning things up. Just as he walked by, I felt the er... warmth? Jumped up off the chaise lounge, flung the towel around my waist and flew into the bathroom chanting the mantra, "I did NOT just crape myself! I did NOT just...." Turns out, DH saw the flight to the house and heard what happened from the other side of the door. I don't know which was louder - his laughter or my hysterics. LOL!
Accidents happen to healthy folk too. A very good friend of ours, who has absolutely no shame about anything, was on his way to work one morning. Thought he had gas and got a little surprise. When he called his boss to tell him he would be late, he said, "Gotta go back to the house and change clothes. I just **** my pants. Later!" I always picture the Boss's face. What's he going to say? "NO?" ROFL! :-D
Living in the Republic of Texas minus a gallbladder, a couple of cervical discs, appendix, uterus, and 18" of colon; but living with my wonderful husband, 2 dogs, 1 cockatiel, and 2 gold fish.