TIFU by taking laxatives before sex

This actually happened about 7 months ago but it still haunts me till this day. I (17 female) was with my (18 male) boyfriend. We are long distance so he was over at my house for about a month. before i get into the story i would like to add that We have been together since we were 15 and are each other’s first everything. first relationship, first kiss, first time..all of that cute stuff so we are unimaginably close. We are so close no bodily issue is a taboo conversation. we literally sit together in the bathroom there’s nothing he hasn’t experienced. like it feels like we share a body we are that close. Anyways i had struggled with anorexia for about a year at that point and that ruined my bowl system completely. I hadn’t pooped in about a week and a half and was in severe pain so he recommended i take laxatives. I took the highest dose the bottle recommended which was my first mistake. i hadn’t taken that brand of laxatives before so i didn’t know how powerful they were. That morning i was exploding. like the worst i’ve ever been. like so bad i was in tears. finally the storm calmed down by the end of the day so i thought i was fine. By that night things get a little heated between us and one thing leads to another and we are about to do it. he puts me in doggy style and starts laughing hysterically. i ignore it at first but it keeps going so i get nervous and am like what?! he puts me out of the position and says “before i say this just know i think you are the most beautiful girl in the world and i love you.” and i’m like oh got what is it.. he finally says the dreaded words “there’s shit in ur butt” i RUN to the bathroom crying cause i’m so embarrassed and he chases after me but i lock the door and investigate and sure enough he’s right. there is a little shit in my butt. but not a lot just a little smudge. it made no sense though because i showerd multiple times and wiped so so so much. i think what happened is i trusted a fart too much. After cleaning up i come out of the bathroom still a crying mess and he holds me and reassured me that i’m not gross and that i’m still beautiful and he’s still sexually attracted to me. i cry for another 15 minutes in his arms and tell him how thankful i am to have someone who’s so understanding of natural bodily issues. i also explained it wasn’t a hygiene issue it was simply trusting a fart on a high dose of laxatives. after i calm down we still end up doing it and all is fine. Now we look back and laugh about it! That experience is one of the many reasons on why i want to marry this man. he literally saw shit in my ass and still said i was the most beautiful girl he’s ever seen. he’s genuinely the other half of my soul. i’m beyond grateful for him. TL;DR my boyfriend found a dingle berry in my ass but still loves me.