There was much crowds and confusion that was a bit much for me. I have a condition as well, for which Caleb was assigned to me as a service dog. Today, I got to the wrong BART platform that has no elevator, and had a pretty bad dizzy spell coming up the stairs and had to stop. It was obvious to some people around, I smiled and assured them it's okay, chronic problem. This is why Caleb was assigned to me as 110 pounds of protective animal, Any extended walk produces this problem, and resolves in a minute or so.
Caleb is exhausted and so am I. Returning, I came to the realization that this is the last time I go alone.
Caleb is 11 years old, and had surgery 2 months ago to remove a tumor on his leg, requiring a skin graft the vet harvested from his thigh. So, the contingent understood why I wouldn't march this year.
I'm going on 60 years old in September. December of this year marks 10 years since I had a little run-in with some muggers that left me in the condition I struggle with sometimes as well as layer-cake PTSD nightmares. I still work, and my workplace accommodates me well enough to keep working hopefully until I can collect SS retirement.
I go to an excellent cardiologist in the city regularly because of high blood pressure. It's an odd trade-off for me because whenever my BP is medicinally controlled, the dizzy spells and nausea are more often, but that beats risking a stroke with pressure that reaches panic values.
If your rate and rhythm are susceptible, the noisy confusion of the parade is not a place to be!
I'm not likely to go next year, or I may consider the Sacramento Pride, that I hear is not quite as raucous.
I take it you're located somewhere near Modesto?
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