Well, last night was another milestone! Willie and I went to the County Chamber's annual black tie dinner dance (picture as proof that we clean up well). And, for the first time since surgery (nearly 9 months ago), I wore heels AND mascara!!! Some of you may be shrugging and rolling your eyes - and if so, I'm thinking that you haven't had brain surgery or aren't particularly close to someone who has. This is big - huge, I tell you!
I had to make a few comments at the podium, so I very carefully made my way up there without falling or stumbling - it helped that the podium was only about 12 steps from our table (thank you, Tammie). I got a standing O, which was very nice and rather humbling. I gave my brief comments without spitting or slurring and made it back to the table without mishap.
I even got Willie out on the dance floor! It was a slow dance, of course - no sense being really stupid and trying the hurl myself about the floor while maintaining a vestige of pride and integrity.
The downside was that there was a DJ and blaring music most of the night, which was predictably exhausting. Also, very difficult to engage in any sort of meaningful conversation - probably difficult even with two good ears. However, we were seated with my fellow board member, Deb Freiligh, and friends Tom and Claire Caines, so we managed to have some meaningful conversation. We hung in for 3 hours before I whispered in Willie's ear that it was time to take my hearing ear and leave.
I feel good!
I had to make a few comments at the podium, so I very carefully made my way up there without falling or stumbling - it helped that the podium was only about 12 steps from our table (thank you, Tammie). I got a standing O, which was very nice and rather humbling. I gave my brief comments without spitting or slurring and made it back to the table without mishap.
I even got Willie out on the dance floor! It was a slow dance, of course - no sense being really stupid and trying the hurl myself about the floor while maintaining a vestige of pride and integrity.
The downside was that there was a DJ and blaring music most of the night, which was predictably exhausting. Also, very difficult to engage in any sort of meaningful conversation - probably difficult even with two good ears. However, we were seated with my fellow board member, Deb Freiligh, and friends Tom and Claire Caines, so we managed to have some meaningful conversation. We hung in for 3 hours before I whispered in Willie's ear that it was time to take my hearing ear and leave.
I feel good!