Connor's Traumatic Toilet Adventure

We had to go early this morning to get the car fixed, and I told Connor that we could go play basketball at McD's if he was good and patient for me. He was absolutely stellar, sitting quietly and reading books the whole time, so I followed through and stopped at the super snazzy McD's that has a cold weather indoor park on the way home.

He was playing basketball and was kinda crossing his legs and dancing a bit...not surprising since he'd had 8 oz water and 8 oz juice, as well as a cup of chocolate milk since his last pee. We went to the bathroom, he was whining a bit about going potty there (he kept asking for "home toilet") but I told he had to, so he sat down calmly. I held my hand over the auto toilet flusher...he leaned forward to pee and started to wobble so I reached out to steady him with my free hand and must have moved my toilet hand just enough to make it flush. Loudly. Energetically. TWICE!

Connor freaked like you read about. He screamed so hard he turned blue and then purple, and passed out. It couldn't have been more than a few seconds as I was trying to help him off and stop it flushing over and over again, but he passed out as I was trying to get him off while trying not to drop Timmy from the sling. He flipped forward and I caught him an inch from smacking his head on the tile floor. I righted him and he came back to consciousness almost immediately, just in time for the demonic toilet to flush again on his bum. I started to fumble at his pants (stuck on the lip of the seat) to get him off quickly, but as he screamed in terror, he peed -- so I kept him there til he finished. I kept gently smacking him on the cheek to try to keep him from holding his breath long enough to pass out again or hyperventilating. We got him down then and cuddled...poor kid. He was terrified. At least he didn't end up having to get stitches too...I'm so relieved I caught him. He lost the enthusiasm for the basketball park then so we came home and he told daddy about the "angry toilet" when he got home. I really think he thought the thing was mad and trying to hurt him.

He's peed just fine at home since then, so I don't think it was a horrible set back -- after all he's been pee accident free since Nov 13 and I'd love it to stay that way. But I'm wondering if peeing outside the house is going to be frightfully scary for him now. I feel so bad...I was trying so hard to stop anything like that from happening and it was worse than I thought it ever would be. Damn the makers of auto toilets!!!