Bowel incontinence

My DH just started losing control of his bowels. But I’m in a different situation as he can’t stand/walk and is in a wheelchair. It’s still a mess to clean up. I hate for him that he’s double incontinent. I’m guessing this will be part of the stage he’s in.

unfortunately it’s all too common. My DH was in memory care before he became incontinent. It happened in late stage 6 but can happen at any time due to the fact that each person progresses differently. My husband became agitated and aggressive and had to be on heavy medication during that time. Is your LO in adult diapers? Is he on anti anxiety meds? That might help him be more compliant.

Can you get him to wear pull-ups? Sure makes it easier to clean up and not as much mess on clothing, floor, towels, etc.

My grandmother had the unerring ability to remove her clothes around 2-4am, when I had dozed off, and walk around in a circle while defecating. She’d laugh when the feces squished between her toes. Between that and the sleep fragmentation, I was worn thin. No real tips, just understanding here.

Also, by the time she was bowel incontinent, her body was slowly shutting down. She would defecate multiple times a day (and quite copious amounts) because her body was no longer properly digesting and absorbing the nutrition. This might be why he’s starting to go more often.

This is just an anecdote without any helpful hints.

Before I placed DW in MC, I slowly began to realize she was becoming intermittantly fecal incontinent. For example, we were sitting in the den watching TV, and I noticed a foul smell. I thought maybe the dog had farted. But, no, when I discreetly sniffed her pants, I realized it was her, and the smell had also transferred to the den sofa. Around bedtime she would dispose of the poop and wash her panties. I asked what was going on, and she said, "Nothing."

The incident that really caught me by surprise occurred when I said calmly that I thought she needed to change her pants. (I could smell it.) I was in the bathroom when she took down her pants. There was poop in her panties. She said, "I don't know how that got there." What I realized was that she no longer had awareness of the connection between her body and where the poop came from.

I stopped by my parents' house once after dad had had an accident and mom was doing clean up. Not only did her not know how it happened, he accused mom of "putting the sh*! in his pants".

HB