Wednesday, May 06, 2009
You Go For the Dancing!
Prom when I was a junior was full of good news and bad news.
Good news: I had a date (my super cute boyfriend), a killer dress, and no curfew to interfere with the after party.
Bad news: My knee was toast, surgery imminent, and dancing was a major question mark.
If I could even attend Prom was a big question when they scheduled my surgery for the Monday before the Saturday night event.
The good news was they could fix the knee - the bad news was they weren't sure what would be required. The good news, I had the best surgeon in the state - he worked on all the college football players so the man knew his knees (and mine too, I hoped). The bad news, (way back at the beginning of the Bronze age) this new thing called arthroscopy might find a more serious, involved problem.
I was determined to know if I would dance on Saturday. No one could tell me until after they went into the knee. Grrr. But not having the surgery guaranteed NO dancing. More grrr.
I won't bore you with the gory details of pre-op (where my dad totally embarrassed me by asking the surgeon if I'd be ready for spring training)...or post op where I embarrassed myself by asking repeatedly if I'd be going to prom.
Suffice it to say I spent Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday and Friday rehabbing my knee, making sure I could walk properly without staring at my feet and planning my hairstyle for the big night.
By Saturday there was only good news: I was walking well, we had a great time, and we danced and danced and danced.
My prom memories are second to none - I hope you enjoy yours!
author of Pixie Chicks and the Shadows of Justice series available from Echelon Press.
by the way, that's a Renoir called Dance at Bougival