Me: Umm, okay - my name is Tonya and I'm a clutz
Everyone: Hi Tonya
TGIC: alright, welcome Tonya - but I do have to say - some of our members are concerned about the use of that word... we like to use the term "Coordination Deprived"
Me: okay, but the brochure...
TGIC: yeah... I've been meaning to have my secretary get right on that... but the doctor says no more typing for a few more weeks. Oh hi Alice, how's the hand by the way?
Alice: good - I can use my left hand to type if it's an emergency... but I'm afraid I may have spilled something on the keyboard earlier - you don't need the letters Z,X,A, & S do you?
TGIC: alright then... we'll get on that brochure issue later. Tonya, tell us, how long have you known you were a
Tonya: I'm sure my parents knew... but I think they tried to hide it from me. I have a strong memory of a soccer practice where I accidentally kicked the ball with both feet and landed on my rear.
Everyone: (nods of understanding)
Tonya: yeah, that was right after getting off of crutches... after 5 years...
Everyone: (fewer nods... a few shocked looks)
Tonya: That would have been hilarious on film... maybe won me $10,000 on AFV. I should probably film my entire life... they really get a kick out of pain on that show.
TGIC: What was the most painful experience you've ever had?
Tonya: That's easy... childbirth of course. But that's not really coordination related... is it?
Everyone: (uncomfortable looks all around)
TGIC: so... what brought you here today?
Tonya: I think the final straw was when I tripped UP the stairs yesterday. (indicating her bruised toes and possibly chipped knee-cap)
TGIC: One thing that we've found is that CD sufferers tend to group together... do you know other people who should be here?
Tonya: Omigosh! my
Former Boyfriend: - oh, hey Tonya... almost didn't recognize you. Sorry, the bandages obscure my vision.
FB: and to be fair... it WAS a low hanging ceiling...
TGIC: Okay... looks like we've accomplished a lot here today - next week our meeting will be on the first floor at the request of... well, nearly everyone... that should make it a lot easier for the crutches and wheelchairs.
(sounds of folding chairs, a few exclamations of pain... and one long yell descending in intensity... which solidifies the reasoning for holding the meeting on the ground floor)