We managed to find a handicapped bathroom. I had a wash cloth, soap, and another pair of Depends tucked into his back wheelchair . But it was awful. It was all over, even on his back. I had to throw out his outer shorts, t shirt, and socks. It took so long to clean him up, including the bathroom. I gagged several times. This happened last time at the airport just as we were about to enter the plane. (had to miss our flight.) Our son tells me to not leave the house until he has a bowel movement. But he never knows when this is going to happen. This has happened so many times and I just cannot deal with it anymore. Now I have decided to not leave the house with him anymore. He will be homebound. But I have to go shopping so many times, when I come back, he lost it and oh what a mess. He cannot walk to the bathroom. I really do not think anyone is in the terrible situation I am. I know I am sorry for him but at this point, I am more sorry for me. Am I selfish and self absorbed at this point?