Without a word being spoke mom reached down, took my hand and walked me to the men’s room. Thankfully it was in perfectly good working order and clean! However there was no changing station. So after locking the two of us in the men’s room, Mom began spreading paper towels out on the floor so that I’d have a place to lay while she cleaned me.
Oddly, it was only as I was getting down on the floor that it even occurred to either one of us that I wasn’t wearing pants! I’d walked from the car, to the front door of the Mini-Mart, and then around to the bathrooms wearing a shirt, sweater, and in full view, my wet, soiled diaper. Every Trucker must have seen me and wondered what they were actually witnessing. I mean I didn’t even have shoes on my sock covered feet!