I feel a bit better after a 3 hour nap and we decide to drag our butts down to pick up my award and placement. I placed fourth overall and received a Gold ranking. While it was certainly not up to par with where I was when I last danced; it was far better than I had anticipated. Look out Portland Dance Festival!
Since I didn’t have to be up at the butt crack of morning the next day; we stayed out and social danced for a few hours. It was so great to dance with all of the familiar dancers’ that I didn’t care if I was wiped out for a few days following the event. I even danced in a Just Dance Country Two Step with Alphonso and a Country Two Step Jack and Jill, on Sunday morning. By the end of the day, it was all I could do to not fall asleep standing up; or burst into tears.
I had pretty much figured that it was going to be a rough weekend, but I guess I didn’t count on the emotional side, as well as the physical side, of being there. I was completely drained and could hardly wait to go home. I wondered just how many days it would take to recover. It totally sucks when there is a tradeoff for having fun and doing what you love. Welcome to my new world; a world in which I have chronic myelogenous leukemia and I cannot do one darn thing about it.
On the upside; we found an “In-N-Out” on the way home. Things are looking up again!