As I look back on it today, I still made the better decision. The risk of making others uncomfortable and humiliating myself was too great. That would have been worse than not going. I knew where my limitations were; I know where they are, I am just angry at times that they are there.
I guess that this is one of those instances where you don't have to like it, you just have to deal with it. The Harry Callahan character comes to mind, again: "A man's got to know his limitations."