Fear of Dying with your pants down:

So last week at some point I remember running to the bathroom dying to pee. I had been on call and the post call rounds seemed to be taking forever and my extra extra large tea was really kicking in. So I between patients I ran to the closest staff bathroom on the floor. The moment that I should be feeling extreme relief, I am assaulted by an entirely different feeling. Shortness of breath, gasping, coughing, light headedness, and tightness of the chest… no I was not having a heart attack. The bathroom had just been cleaned, read as doused in bleach, and I am allergic to bleach. For a brief moment I was so scared I would pass out or go into some form of shock only to be discovered with my pants down hours later. That thought got my ass in gear and I got the heck out of there… not before washing my hands…in case public health sis is reading.