The biggest issue I have been having this weekend, as opposed to other conventions I have gone to since I became disabled, is not having a dedicated escort, or at least a few close friends at hand to assist me on those occaisions when I might need it. For example, finding and getting to/from food and going out in fursuit.
Today, Friday, I did OK. I got out and found breakfast, wandered around until the dealers den opened, scooted around the dealers den, made a few purchases, and went back to the room. With the help of my roommate, Axelroo, I got into Big Jabari, and got back on my scooter and zipped around the con once more. ubce again at the dealers den, I decided to get off the scooter and walk it -- big mistake. By the time I got all the way around, I felt like I was going to fall over. I was not really hot, just exhausted. Probably a bit dehydrated, though I wasnt sweating that much. In any case, I had to go back to my room and lay down for several hours before I felt like going back out. By that time, all the easy places for food were closed, and I hadnt eated since breakfast -- diabetic crisis! Luckily I ran into Tet, Trixi, (whomn I have not seen in 6 years) and their new little girl. Had a wonderful chat with them, and explained my immediate problem, and Tet had a couplke of oatmeal bars he gave me -- enough to tie me over and allow me to take my pre-bed medicines.
Tomorrow I want to get the Panda suit out and photographed, so I need ot find someone to escort and assist me.