That really is great eloise
My work colleagues are the best.
Today most people who sit near me were out of the office except 2 guys (P and S). I was return to my desk from the printer and completely lost the ability to walk in a straight line - two inches forward, 3 inches left, one backwards and foot on its side! After 2 attempts, P walks past 'OK there Han' (his code for 'I want to ask if you need help, but don't want to make a fuss over you') I say 'fine' he carries on whatever he's doing. 2 more attempts and end up 4 inches futher, legs crossed and facing at 90 degrees to where I should have been
S looks at me with what I call his 'question' look (the one he gives me when he wants to check I'm OK, but not ask outright and make an issue of whatever wierd thing I've just done), and unfortunately my speech was not cooperating either so I beckoned him (I could understandably have been interpreted as being very rude) he comes round his desk and offers me his arm, and escorts me in a most gentlemanly fashion back to my desk. (all of 2 metres away)
I said 'sorry about that' to S, just as P returns. S says 'any time' and carries on as if he'd just opened the door for me or something completely ordinary like that. P says 'You are never any trouble Han, if there is anything we can do, just ask. You put far more into this team than you take out'
What a lovely thing to say, especially for a disillusioned chap with a dry, mick taking sense of humour
Having POTS has meant I have seen a side to many of my colleagues which I think even people who know them pretty well would never know existed.