Oh what a feeling! It's a great feeling looking at your rig and enjoying the view.
Kind angels like Ken are a rare and endangered species. I know he did the job for you, but I reckon he's done the job for all of us in one way or another. Even just the "feel good" feeling is refreshing for me.
I have washed, cut and polished Rosy many times. Her paint is a little old, and she's out in the weather all the time, so her body takes a beating.
There's not much paint left so it's just polish from now on. I gave her a wash today to get the wet weather road dirt off her.
Lots of maintenance to keep my tool of trade looking her best.
You'll be ok when you feel confident in Myrtle again. It may take a little while before your butterflies settle down. After a bad experience such as you had, you're well justified in having nervous moments. Go slow, small steps, little trips, and constant communication with the bloke who did the heart transplant.
I wish you many happy kilometres of smooth travels from now on.