How difficult it is

I had a social event today, and a dear friend offered to arrange for someone else to drive me back and forth.

This was quite nice, and I appreciated it. I thought of it as a convenience, until I got to the event and could barely hold my head up at the table, or walk from the table to the coffee. I felt like a a ping pall ball, careening from chair back to chair back, feeling completely sober but unable to act it.

It was kind of embarrassing to realize how goofy I was behaving.