I was fashionably late to the event, running up the sidewalk, up the elevator, and pushing my way…read morethrough the double glass doors.
My grand entrance caught the attention of two warmly welcoming staff members, who appeared to be expecting my arrival. I fasted for this event, so I could be at the top of my game, but was feeling a little lighthearted at the very moment. I was directed to an area in which Rachel sat me down to interview me in front of a small, captivated audience. Dillon and Janelle listened on as I answered some questions about the story and latest happenings of my life. Janelle and I shared a little laugh about something I'd mentioned about my adolescence.
Soon after the interview was over, Dillon guided me atop a cushion, trying to ease my anxious mind. He gently lifted my left arm and fashioned it with a well-fitted, sapphire blue cuff and placed two ornate rings around each of my freshly manicured index fingers.
As I began to relax, Dillon observed attentively my performance on a small monitor, simultaneously analyzing some script. Then, the pressure set in again and again.
Rachel then fashioned me with a revealing backless gown to wear. Ideal for the occasion. The front was demure-looking and its lower half flowed gracefully against my thighs, as I walked, I imagine she had fastened the back string of my gown rather loosely, so that a purposeful 'wardrobe malfunction' might occur. I practiced my coy look, just in case. "Oops," as covered my mouth with my fingertips and batted my eyelashes.
Rachel cued me into the next room for my video and photo shoot. George was an expert. Placing me in different poses, having me vary my breathing, and adjusting my gown a tad to get just the right shots of me. I could hear my heart beating with excitement. A mixture of light and color flashed before me. Apparently, I have a photographic chest and he was able to capture the very essence of my being onscreen.
Following the video and photo shoot, Dillon crowned me with some opulent headdress, prior to my ascent up the escalating, black vinyl carpet. It was sure to do the job and grab the attention of the many onlookers.
There were now five in my posse - Rachel, Dillon, Janelle, George, and now Matt, a doctor who doubled as my bodyguard, standing behind me to catch my fall. I lightly grasped the side rails every now and then to support myself.
I strutted my thang on the carpet with confidence. I was stable at first, but then my heart started to race more and more with each step I took. My posse stayed with me the entire time, showing their support by giving me a subtle thumbs up, shouting words of encouragement, and applauding me as I continued down the stretch. With all of the excitement, I grew hot and exhausted. It was finally over. Two of my posse escorted me off the floor and towards the previous staging area for more photos.
Now at the day's end, I would like to take this opportunity to thank the Academy and my posse for without them I could not have done this and with them I did it with much grace.
OK. The truth of the matter is that this was all just a Stress Echocardiogram and Cardiopulmonary Exercise Test that UCSD needed me to do, but thanks to their team of experts and their undying efforts, they truly DID make me feel like a celebrity throughout the entire process. Thanks UCSD! Let's do it again soon!