Make a long story short. I remarried a few years ago and husband has a son. Turns out, son has encopresis and has had it pretty much since forever. He's been to 3 docs. Recently a specialist...but my patience is running thin. The soiling continues. SS15 doesn't seem to give a wit and husband gets pissed at me when have to calmly point out when there's been an accident, or if he smells. (which is CONSTANT) When i started down this road, I thought eventually there'd be light at the end of this tunnel. As of late, things seem to be getting worse. Every single day for the past two weeks I can smell the poo....particulary in the basement where he hangs out. I also smell it at the dinner table, when he walks past me, in the car. Remnants of his poo are forever in the shower, on the bathroom floor, on the basement carpet, etc etc. The basement which used to be a place for my other kids and myself to workout, relax, read, enjoy is permanently infused with the smell of this boy's feces. No matter how much it's all cleaned. Last night was a snapping point for me. After a long day, I plopped myself down on the couch in my living room and there it was....the smell. Upon investigation, I came to find my couch coushins had been soiled. He apparently had been sitting there for an absorbent amount of time. (He poos and sits in it) I can't stand this! I feel like it’s EVERYWHERE! The situation, to me, is worsening. I don’t know if it’s because of how long it’s been going on (he's lived w me for 2 years) or if I’m afraid there’s not going to be an end to this. I kind of thought I’d get used to it. But it’s quite the opposite. I keep thinking: 1. When is this ever going to end? In a year? 2 years? Is it something I have to live with until this kid moves out? 2. Is my house sanitary? It’s on the furniture, floors, shower, washer, dryer, etc. We all use those things and it’s a question of cleanliness. People can get sick from other people’s feces. 3. If SS15 gets found out by his peers (if he hasn’t already) how is that going to impact him? Also, how is this going to accept the family as a whole? Will people look at all of us an unkempt and dirty? Will it follow my girls as they go through school? We know this isn’t going away anytime soon. How do I cope? It is not becoming easier….meaning rather than getting used to it, I’m becoming more and more irritated with the living conditions. I feel bad for SS15. I so do. But by damn. This is just horrible to live with! I told husband all of this. And asked him….what can we do cuz I can’t just keep going on like it is. He got annoyed. Said he’s doing everything he can. His son is doing everything he can. Blah blah blah. I’m like really? Cuz your SS15's diet sucks. He refuses to drink water, we have to fight with him to sit, take his medicine, and he doesn’t put his wash in the bucket unless he’s told repeatedly. Overall the house smells like an outhouse. husband says that I need to be patient for SS's sake. At which point I remind him it’s been 2 years!!!! And frankly, it’s not just all about the SS! There are 4 other people living in the house that are very affected by the situation. And expecting us to just act like nothing’s going on is just ridiculous! husband gets so irritated when I’m bothered by the smell. Which is just mind-blowing to me. Regardless of the fact that it’s an illness, the fact that there is poo on the floor, the furniture, etc. I just can’t accept. husband who has lived with it forever also has nasal fatigue and doesn’t smell it as MUCH! So therefore I’m just blowing it out of proportion?!!! I did suggest possibly that until SS15 gets this under control that perhaps he wears incontinence products while at home. husband said no way. Would be too hard on SS. And I said, I get that. But on the flip side, the way things are is extremely psychologically difficult for the OTHER parties who live in the house. So really….take your pick! There’s no winner here! I am so tired of the entire situation. Patience with it is at like minus 0. I love SS but I hate living with his condition. What can I do?