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So I spent Christmas alone because I haven’t been feeling well and didn’t want to get anyone else sick. Not sad so much as bored. I actually resorted to watching silly romantic Christmas movies. In the last one, the main character got sloppy drunk. She called an acquaintance to come get her and he got her home and put her to bed (very gentlemanly). As he’s tucking her into bed, I felt this sense of “Oh no! She doesn’t have her pull-up on or pads on the bed!” God, help me!!!!