My date

I did it and I survived. I went on my first date in 21 years. Holy s**t! It was ok. I was nervous but I managed to keep the panic to a minimum. He's a nice man. I'm not feeling lots of bells and whistles but it was a pleasant evening. We ate at the 99 restaurant in a town midway between us. He lives in CT and I live in MA so we met at the border. The problem is that I can still only eat small amounts at a time because of the surgery. I didn't tell him about it so he was surprised at how little I ate. Here I am last night.