Gloria reads in shock as the website informs her that there was an explosion occurred at the power plant today. It'll take weeks to get it back up and running. Maybe even a month.
Gloria grapples with this new information. She could maybe skate by like this for a day or two, but a month is impossible. How will she manage? A sudden wetness against her bottom brings her back to the present. Looking down she confirms she just wet herself.
Too tired for another crying session, Gloria resigns herself to prioritizing getting appropriately dressed. Thankfully her son asked her to store her grandaughter's baby stuff for his next child. Gloria works her way up the stairs and into the attic.
There she locates an partly used box of disposable diapers her new size and some baby wipes. Her years of changing them seem to help in affixing one around her after she wipes the urine off her.
She decides to opt for something cool to wear to help with the heat and pulls on a thin, pale blue dress. After putting on a pair of slip on shoes, Gloria examined herself in a mirror. Now that she's appropriately dressed there's no denying the girl in the mirror is nothing more than a baby. Now what should she do?