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TIFU by needing a crap at 3am

So let me add some context here, my entire family are night-owls (sister, me and fiance) aside from my mother. At around 3am I wasn’t feeling well and was really hot, I went to the bathroom for a crap. After a long and painful time on the toilet I was sweating and tired, so I was so excited to get back into bed with my fiance. After trudging my way to my bedroom door the handle wasn’t working, I shouted through the door to see if my fiance could open it from his side, alas I was trapped outside of my beautiful air conditioned room. Eventually my sister came out of her room and after about a half hour of removing the door handle and trying to force the mechanism open we ended up waking my mother. She tried her best bless her however her blood pressure dropped and she was rushed back to bed. So now it was my mother in bed, me sweating and unwell in the bathtub, and my sister left to break my fiance out of the bedroom. Another 10 minutes later I hear a loud thud and see that my sister ran into the door slamming it open and allowing me in. I quickly went to lay down and my mother was fine. My sister had a bit of a bruise but nevertheless this was quite possibly the worst evening crap I’ve ever had. And We still don’t have a door handle!

TL;DR my door got stuck shut and my sister had to break it down

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