Right away, I noticed I'd lost my pucker. I couldn't hold back a BM. Not for but a moment, and sometimes even less.
Three years ago, I caught e-coli and was very sick. Since that time, I have to wear Depends -- sometimes I don't make it in time, and the pads help to minimize my embarrassment. But that's not 100%, either.
Stool specimens and the camera have found no problems.
I sometimes have four BMs from the period between breakfast and lunch. Then I have to wipe a couple of times between BMs. My hemorrhoids get very angry with me. Kaopectate is useless against this. It sounds like Habba Syndrome [1], but after the gallbladder scans they said it wasn't that.
I think it is, but the doctors that are supposed to know think they know everything when they don't. For example: twenty years ago, I was going blind. A neurologist told me, "If you had a brain tumor causing this, you'd be dead by now." Thirteen months later he had to tell me that yes, I DO in fact have a brain tumor. Doctors don't even realize lots of times what they DON'T know.
Some day I'll see another doctor that will know how to fix my leaky butt. But it might be a while. So I'll wear the pad every day until then.