No the best quality of photo this week, but that's what you get when you are at a party with just your phone camera! Here are my three all sweaty and exhausted after a session on the dance floor!
The original plan was that my Other Half would take the kids to the party, which was his friends engagement party, and I was staying at home with some friends coming over to keep me company. It turned out that my friends had their dates mixed up (one thought it was Friday the other Saturday and neither could make the other day) so we have postponed our night in for a couple of weeks.
This meant that I was free to go to the party and the Other Half really wanted me to go. I haven't been out in the evening like this since we were on holiday in June and that was a disaster. There was no room for my wheelchair, I couldn't move anywhere and panic set in. We even ended up arguing because we were both stressed.
I really didn't want to go but I have to go on living my life despite what's happened to me. So I found some bravery from somewhere and off we went with OH promising that we wouldn't stay very long.
We had a really good night. The kids were on the dance floor from the very beginning and I found space where I felt comfortable. We ended up staying almost to the end. (There was even a disabled toilet in the cubicles, which meant I could tell Boo to go back to dancing as I'd taken her with me to help just in case.)
I'm so glad I was brave enough to go in the end, everyone had a real good night. The only bad part was the venue was upstairs so it took us a while to get in and I suffered a
bit quite a lot afterwards because of the stairs. But it was worth it and I've gained an extra confidence point which is always a good thing.