That is what I called this little mini. I wrote a bit about it on Instagram tonight too. I had to paint this little guy today. I needed to express myself in paint. Then, I thought I might need to express myself using words too. I’ve still been in a funk since that last doctor’s appointment. Yesterday I also went to a camper/RV show. The reason that has relevance here is that I had to climb into every RV that I wanted to see. Many of them had multiple stairs and no hand rails. For Mandy 1.0 before surgery that would not have mattered. But for someone like I am now with only one contact and no facial nerve and post surgery balance issues, it was a challenge, both physically and mentally. We went with friends too, so it was a challenge to my ego, as well. It was so hard letting them see me in this condition. I was embarrassed, to say the least. I didn’t like how I looked or how I maneuvered around the show. I felt weak and handicapped the whole time. And, I haven’t been able to shake this disappointing feeling after that appointment and then the show. Jack has tried to make me feel better by calling me Mandy 2.0. He says this because Mandy 1.0 is no longer here, but Mandy 2.0 is. There are changes with this edition. There are things to get used to because things are different. There is a learning curve. I think once I get used to this update, I’m going to like who I’ve become.