Posted by charley (207.203.147.2) on December 18, 1999 at 11:23:44:
I wanted to share a bad event with those who would understand. I teach in a liberal arts college in East Tennessee. This morning we held our winter graduation. It is my function this year to carry the school mace and lead the processional and the recessional with the rest of the faculty and graduates following me. I also sit on the podium. As I put the mace in its holder and sat down I began to experience some shadows. I kept telling myself that it would go away. As the graduation proceeded it began to get worse,2, 3, 4 on the Kip scale. I kept saying to myself, hurry up and hand out the damn diplomas. By the time it was over I was up to about a seven or eight. All the time I was wondering if I could give myself a shot of imitrex through my clothes and if I did would everyone see me. Finally the thing ended and I led the recessional and kept right on going because by this time it was a nine. I got to my office, tore off my robes and gave myself a shot. Its all over now, but I just wanted to share.