This morning I woke up at 8. It’s 10 am and I have already:
- had bad back pain and gotten Eric to rub my back before putting on the three-times-a-day pain lotion
- slathered my fingers with another kind of pain lotion because they hurt in a bad-cold sort of way
- thrown up out of nowhere
- tripped on the walker I was leaving at the top of the stairs, had nothing to grab or break my fall with, and landed flat on the floor kind of howling
- wondered, at the end of all this, why am I hanging in…
Maybe soon it will be time for breakfast?
Yesterday we went to Shivani and Jon’s wedding. This sounds simple but it wasn’t, and almost all the ahead-of-time detail work that made it as simple as possible for me was thought of and executed by Eric with generosity and self-motivation. I am lucky in my long-ago choice of partner, for sure.
The wedding was at 11 am by the side of Ooms Pond. It was a chilly summer morning but, politely, it only rained for the actual ceremony, not the waiting time before or after. It was a light rain and its biggest annoyance was that its noise on umbrellas made it hard to hear the vows.
I sat in a big collapsible chair borrowed from Emilie and tried to take some interesting pictures. I got wet but not too cold and was very, very glad to be there and feeling all right (other than tired).