I ended up in the hospital with a bleeding ulcer after six months in the ice show. I was skating 13 shows a week. I was getting up at six o’clock to do AM Podunk, wherever we were, and the reporters saying, “We’re not going to cover the ice show unless we can have Dorothy to interview.” And here I am: shy! What am I going to say? I have nothing to say. I’m just a dumb ice skater. If you want to ask me about ice skating, I can tell you about skating, but don’t ask me about anything else because I don’t know anything else. You know, for all the hours I trained, all the double axels I did, I didn’t go to school, I didn’t read, I didn’t learn about anything else. And it was very difficult. I was completely unhappy.