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Florida!

So I wrote the last post in the airport waiting for my flight, so didn't get to share too much about my trip.  I was so excited to have a mini vacation and see where my good friend, Christine, had been living for the past 2 years.  As I wrote, the flight down was horrendous.  A thank you goes to the tall man who sat beside me, he kept his tray table down the whole flight and kept most of my belongings on it because I spent the flight with my head on mine.  Great guy who was more than patient in a gross situation.

Anyway I got there, was fine as soon as I got off the plane, and was sweating in my leggings long sleeved shirt in the Florida heat.  For the first time, maybe ever, I didn't mind being a little warm!  I was just so relived to be on the ground.  It was an early morning the next day and we made our way too school for their presentation on ME!  The presentation was great, and I fought tears every time I saw a picture of myself up on the screen, but I made it through with no noticeable breakdowns.  At the end of the presentation, I was invited to talk for a few minutes about my experience as a patient.  I was trying so hard not to cry that I ended up thinking I was funny (I'm not) and made some jokes about getting through security with my huge needles.

The next day was spent mostly in the sun, and it was time to leave way too soon!

I am so glad I went, so happy the flight back was fine (I finally have found the right combo of drugs to fly!), and proud of the group that presented because theirs was obviously the best presentation of the day.

Next trip - Houston (maybe?) for the ENDO Conference!!!!!





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