BIGGEST NMW: Probably the biggest was on my sailing trip last year when I was miserably seasick for days on end, couldn't hold food down and didn't have a way to call anyone. The Captain of the boat was pleading with me to eat Xs and sip soda with sugar. I was imagining that I'd have to be airlifted off the boat and fed intravenously. Fortunately, I had worked out some of these possibilities with my sponsor beforehand - though I had never imagined that it would be as horrendous as it was. But during the whole time, I really got to examine what NMW meant to me. MOST DANGEROUS NMW: My husband and I had spent a long day at Mystic Seaport - much longer than I wanted to be there. I was tired, bored, starving and it was pouring rain. We went to a Chinese restaurant and there was a vegetable on my plate that I wasn't sure was GS. I was pretty sure, but my cell phone was in the car and I just was NOT going to go out and get it. My husband kept telling me I had to call my sponsor and I refused. He went and got my cell phone and dialed her number. The vegetable, it turned out, was on GS - but what was dangerous was my attitude.
MOST EMBARRASSING NMW: Hmmm - there are so many. Here's one. I brought my favorite salad dressing (X with garlic) in a jar to a restaurant and then dropped it on the floor. The glass broke into many pieces and the dressing oozed everywhere. We were sitting by the doorway and I was trying to clean up my mess. "More napkins, please! More, please!" It took forever and everyone was tripping over me as I was cleaning up the mess. Plus it was a Mexican restaurant, and my dressing made the whole area around me smell like a Greek diner. MOST HEARTWARMING NMW: So many times my husband, who can make disparaging comments about me doing GS, has been my GS angel in times of needs. Combining heartwarming with funny, one time I dropped a red fruit in a restaurant, which went rolling under a nearby table. We were with another gentleman and the two of them went diving for it. I just loved seeing two grown men on their hands and knees under someone else's table on my behalf.