Saving my dignity

I am writing this even though I am pretty sure my sister will never talk to me again. I have two other sisters, though.

I love my brother-in-law. I know he would do anything for me. I am equally sure he'd make fun of whatever embarrassing situation needed his help. But not until it was taken care of.

But I just could not ask him to help me change my clothes after a regrettable incident.

Instead, I asked him to bring me some clean clothes and changed myself.

It took a lot longer, but I maintained my dignity -- well at least as much as a 42-year-old wearing superhero sleeping pants ever has.