Well...it didn't kill me...lol, i stayed by the door....but that wasn't too bad..i talked with my husband..and he really just made me laugh the whole time...he would be silly like "see the woman in the red sweater...i bet she's a swinger" just making comments about people in the room it totally took me out of the scary situation and just had to laugh..he really is sweet, and he does try really hard to just be very supportive, he knew how i felt and just stayed by me the whole time..and when people would come looking they wanted to talk he would just hug me and whisper something funny in my ear...it made them turn and leave me alone haha. The did however call my name to accept a gift but he held my hand and walked me up i didn't have to say anything but thank you..and then he took me back to the door...i wish everyone could have that kinda support, i really am lucky to have him, and maybe he does understand more then i think.