My presentation went well at the conference today, even though I had previously been told it was scheduled for Thursday, and hadn’t reviewed my notes one last time. I made good connections with more colleagues. Last session of the day involved hearing from a patient in one of our clinical trials. Us scientists are usually completely removed from actual patients. To get such a powerful reminder of why we do this work had at least a third of us, male and female, wiping tears from our eyes.
Still haven’t gotten out during the short daylight hours to take photos, but I got a beautiful moonlit picture while crossing the River Cam walking to dinner. Wow.
In terms of my typical social anxieties, I will say how much I appreciated that my blue/gray/black blazer has turned out to be the perfect garment. I felt that I was dressed absolutely appropriately for the occasion – rather than the subtly wrong way I often feel in unusual settings. I also appreciated that I am mature enough to just ask for a fork in a Chinese restaurant, even when sitting with a group of unfamiliar coworkers who were all wielding chopsticks very competently.
I’m very glad I had sewed a short strip of the prickly side of Velcro on the inside of my pocketbook strap. So I wasn’t awkwardly hitching the bag up all day like someone who rarely carries a pocketbook – instead, that bag full of papers and notebook and phone and wallet and umbrella stayed securely on my shoulder throughout all the walking and standing around.
And I am just vain enough to appreciate my coworkers’ astonishment at learning I’m old enough to have a child in college. Especially the one very stylish woman yesterday who clearly wanted to know exactly how old I am, but wouldn’t explicitly ask. 🙂 If I can spend all night on a plane and look younger than mid-40s, I must be doing well!
And one final note – the tea:toilet ratio around here is seriously skewed.