Plane Rerouted Due to Diarrhea Incident: My Worst Nightmare

Hi, today's news included an incident on a plane that was returned because someone had diarrhea. Apparently, it got all over the plane and was pronounced a biohazard. It's my worst nightmare on any flight I take... What if I have a leakage or 'explosion' from my bag? I hadn't even imagined that it would be called a biohazard and cause the plane to be rerouted. Don't misunderstand, this person with diarrhea was not me. But OMG, I would die if something similar happened to me. I take precautions always. Before boarding, I make sure I start the flight with an empty bag. I make sure not to eat anything that might produce gas. And if at all possible, I take an aisle seat and sit close to the restroom.

I feel so bad for that person with diarrhea! And to be on national news! I hadn't even imagined that addition to the situation.

That would be a nightmare.

Blech! I certainly feel for that person. What a nightmare for him/her and the flight crew.

Daniel

Maybe Hollister or someone should make an extra long, capacity bag. For those travel days when your stoma pal decides to get sassy.

Could be embarrassing should you have a severe gas attack! :-))

I can hear the flight attendant now….” I ain't cleaning that $hit up” 😁

Or - “Please place your tray table in an upright and locked position, unlatch your seat belt and carefully step into the aisle and get off this plane now!!! The poor person this happened to is in my thoughts with much sympathy and this incident won't be funny to her/him for many years to come. People with similar incidents can surely relate and find empathy.

That has been my nightmare... My bag gets really huge with poop and explodes while I am in a work meeting... This has never happened in 30 years with a colostomy.

Gotta ask, why would you get on a plane in that condition in the first place.

Several years ago, after a 3-week cruise of South America, we were flying home from Buenos Aires, Argentina. Just as I was boarding the plane, an old guy behind me passed out. Plop.

"Bummer," I mumbled. Soon enough we were airborne. Just as we hit cruising altitude, the PA crackles to life. "Code blue... code blue, any medical professionals please come to the rear of the plane." Soon we heard. The old man's wife argued and screamed at the stewardesses to drag him on the plane. Which they did! The whole flight we had to stay in our seats and listen to him coughing and barfing. Only allowed a bathroom break. The plane was diverted to Atlanta. Finally landed, parked far from the terminal. We were told the plane was under quarantine, stay in our seats. Soon an ambulance arrived and the old man and wife were escorted off the plane. So the dude and his wife who caused all this... get off while we gotta stay! After a couple of uncomfortable hours, the plane was boarded by CDC (Centers for Disease Control) technicians dressed in full hazmat suits. By now, fellow passengers were upset. CDC techs started taking wipe samples all over. Then they left. And we waited... waited. Soon passengers were yelling and getting up. Stewardesses tried without success to calm them. A couple of hours later, we were informed all of us might be held in quarantine for an indeterminate length of time pending test results of the samples. OK... people were REALLY pissed now. Good thing the old man & wife were gone, irate passengers would have gone "postal" on them. Finally an hour later we were escorted off the plane one by one with a CDC escort. Taken to a disinfected bathroom to wash our hands while the CDC tech watched. Then board a bus back to the terminal.

After a huge hassle getting a flight back to Los Angeles, getting a ride back to Huntington Beach, we arrived home safe... but completely, totally pissed.

Later we found out the old man had Norovirus.

Mysterious Mose,

I can see it now. I'm buckled in, the plane is flying nice and smooth. Stewardesses just finished handing out beverages. I'm feeling smug in my "super duty" travel bag. Twice the size of a regular one. Suddenly a small blast of gas burbles forth. Can't risk a bag burp here, but I've got lots of capacity. I smile and sip more of my wine. Then a rather rude, long toot.... and another, and then more. What the hell? My mind races... was it the taco special at the airport cantina? The bag now looked like a small blimp straining under my shirt. Do I risk a run for the toilet? I peek down the aisle.... lines everywhere. Shit.. what to do?? Suddenly a loud pop and the unmistakable wheeze of gas. The medium-sized blimp rises, peeks out under my shirt... then ruptures. Oh, the humanity!

Hi all. The last time we flew on our way to Hawaii, a young girl and her mother came running down the aisle. The girl had her hand over her mouth but was spewing vomit. When they got to the bathroom, the door was locked, so a flight attendant handed the girl a waste basket. What a mess.

Well, human waste is a biohazard so it would make sense to label it so. Why would you think your bag would “explode” because you're on a plane, does it “explode” normally?

This thread brings the below to mind. One of Benedict Cumberbatch's most hilarious performances! :-))

Daniel

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZXusaBNctC8

 

Well, I haven't been flying for many a year but unfortunately the changes in air pressure that occur from any ground level to, let's say, 30,000 feet, have caused havoc with some folks' eardrums, manifesting in serious pain as well as certain serious incidents involving various items of luggage bursting due to the lack of air pressure causing them to explode. Hence the tight restrictions on unsuitable containers and contents in luggage on various aircraft. I dread to think of how many lovely travelers would just love to share maybe just a few of our used food storage bags if, say, three or four ostomates had the unfortunate simultaneous experience of 'flying shittus' exf*ckingplosions in the VIP section with maybe Brad Pitt and friends. I have to admit there's an element of 'Artists License' used here, but it almost sets my heart on fire just for an odd moment.

Have a good day and best wishes everyone!

Brian

As usual, Brian... you are spot on. I've had the misfortune of a "stuck" ear while landing... painful. Our bags could be problematic under certain conditions. If mine began inflating.... burp time. Of course, I might get tossed from the plane... imagine the mayhem.

Very funny story!

Knowing my luck, the safest place for me to sit is inside the black box.