Of infinity.

If you like to line your mind with the idea that there are an infinite number of universes containing infinite variations of you. There's something you need to learn about infinity. There are just as many universes where you die because of poop. Process of, drowning in, slipped on, take your pick. There are more variations of each than you could conceive of in your entire life, if you spent every second of every day thinking of a new minor variation of dying from poop related incidents. There would still be an infinite amount of remaining poop deaths. In fact, depending on what kind of infinities you work with, if you could create a computer to generate an infinite amount of variations of you dying by poop there could still be an infinite amount remaining because infinity is fucking weird.