A while ago I had my first encounter with explosions at work. Explosions of an unconventional manner.
Day Shift: So this guy should be good. He hadn't pooped in 5 days before he got here, but he got some stool softeners earlier and then had a huge BM about an hour ago.
Me: *naively* Great!
At about 11pm that night, the call light goes off for that room. I happily walked down the hallway and opened the door to see...an explosion. It was Everywhere.
The patient's mother.
Patient's Mother: I...uh...need a bit of help here.
Me: Well, *whipping out my antibacterial wipes* let's get started.
Two showers, two complete clothing changes, a bed change, a thorough cleaning of the room and bathroom and 45 minutes later, the explosion was contained and all casualties of the explosion were cleaned and back in bed.
Patient's Mother: I guess those stool softeners worked.