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Later I made an appointment, for tomorrow at 5pm, to have a company come
out and replace my broken windshield before heading back to the
snow. Luckily, they had one appointment left, so I took it. I probably should
have this done earlier in the week, but I wasn’t really thinking about that.

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DECEMBER 14 Wednesday

My calendar alarm went off on my phone. I had a hair appointment set for
today with my favorite (like family) hairdresser I’d been going to forever. I'd
somehow forgotten about the appointment. How would I get there? My eye
was still covered after the removal of the plaque yesterday. I thought oh my
goodness, I can’t go. Was I going to be able to drive? At that moment, I
remember the conversation I'd had with that gal again, at the beginning of my
journey. I remember her saying she had all sorts of bad experiences after her
surgery, especially when she first drove. She said she hadn’t driven for a
couple of months after her procedure. She said her equilibrium was off and
how scary everything was. I remember thinking to myself, there was no way I
was going to let this experience hold me back from driving, or anything else
for that matter. I just couldn’t let that happen. Not driving would be life
changing. I was so independent. I though to myself, today is as good as any
day to get back in the saddle. Why let too much time pass.

I know I could have asked Jay. He would have taken me, but my hair
appointments usually take at least 2 hours and when Heather (my hair
dresser) and I get chatting, it can easily go 3 hours. I didn’t want him to
wait. He had been so good throughout all of this, that I didn't want to test his
patience, if you know what I mean. If there was ever a day to get back into
the saddle and drive, it would be today. Nothing like a good old hair
appointment to get you over your fear and a friendly face to greet you at the
end. Bring it on!