just pushed off of the gate. My stomach started to turn.
By the time we got to the runway I was pretty uncomfortable.
By the time we got to 10,000 ft and out of sterile cockpit it was taking everything I had not to poop my pants.
I called up the flight attendant and told her to get out of the way and that I was on my way back.
We were in a CRJ 200 which meant the lav was in the back of the airplane.
I did a penguin walk with my cheeks clenched down the aisle in between 50 passengers.
True definition of the “walk of shame.”
Fortunately I made it in time otherwise it would have been a whole lot more embarrassing.
After I was done I had to walk right back up through the same passengers. Everyone knew what had happened.