I was examining a patient with complete uterine prolapse, who has new onset deterioration of the mucosa. It was painful for her to sit, so she was standing and I was bending down behind her looking at the mucosa when she lets on rip. Loud. Stinky. And my face was at ground zero, so to speak.
My nurse is getting pissed at me because I was starting to do the silent laugh since the patient couldn't see me.
But then, the kicker:
"I guess I shouldn't have had bean soup for lunch."