Today is Kevin's birthday.
For his gift, his father's genes gave him a kidney stone. And so yesterday afternoon we spent a few hours in the urgent care, him doped up and being pumped full of fluids and me shivering and trying to ignore the monster cramps my uterus decided would be the perfect accompaniment to the whole scenario.
It was odd being on the opposite side of things on this visit to the urgent care. We were at the usua urgent care, the one we went to when I had my staph infection and my broken wrist (oh, and the sprained foot!). In fact, we were even in the same little cube that we were in for the wrist and staph visits. Ah, misty water-colored memories.
Anyway, he managed to pass the stone last night around midnight, but it was still a sucky thing to happen the night before his birthday. Especially considering that his wife has been psychotically overbooked and was not able to go out and get his actual birthday gift. But it was an awesome present even though I just told him about it instead.
In other news, did I mention that my friend talked me into joining the Logistics Committee for the San Diego version of the American Heart Walk? Well, he did, mostly by flattering me and forgetting to tell me that I would have to be there at 3am the morning of the walk. So now I am the Parking Chair and have been spending a lot of time running around to meetings and thinking about how to smoothly transport 10,000 walkers from a parking lot to a start line that is a mile away.
And other than that little obsession, I am getting wrapped up in planning pre-wedding festivities for one Miss Melissa, because I am taking my maid of honor duties seriously. Theriously, even. So therioulsy, I bought these sassy shoes to wear under my lovely ballgown. They match the groomsmen's kilts! How awesome am I for finding those? And also, the dress now fits and looks pretty damn hot, I have to say. Only 4 more weeks!
So life goes. Busy, with scads of things to looks forward to.
For his gift, his father's genes gave him a kidney stone. And so yesterday afternoon we spent a few hours in the urgent care, him doped up and being pumped full of fluids and me shivering and trying to ignore the monster cramps my uterus decided would be the perfect accompaniment to the whole scenario.
It was odd being on the opposite side of things on this visit to the urgent care. We were at the usua urgent care, the one we went to when I had my staph infection and my broken wrist (oh, and the sprained foot!). In fact, we were even in the same little cube that we were in for the wrist and staph visits. Ah, misty water-colored memories.
Anyway, he managed to pass the stone last night around midnight, but it was still a sucky thing to happen the night before his birthday. Especially considering that his wife has been psychotically overbooked and was not able to go out and get his actual birthday gift. But it was an awesome present even though I just told him about it instead.
In other news, did I mention that my friend talked me into joining the Logistics Committee for the San Diego version of the American Heart Walk? Well, he did, mostly by flattering me and forgetting to tell me that I would have to be there at 3am the morning of the walk. So now I am the Parking Chair and have been spending a lot of time running around to meetings and thinking about how to smoothly transport 10,000 walkers from a parking lot to a start line that is a mile away.
And other than that little obsession, I am getting wrapped up in planning pre-wedding festivities for one Miss Melissa, because I am taking my maid of honor duties seriously. Theriously, even. So therioulsy, I bought these sassy shoes to wear under my lovely ballgown. They match the groomsmen's kilts! How awesome am I for finding those? And also, the dress now fits and looks pretty damn hot, I have to say. Only 4 more weeks!
So life goes. Busy, with scads of things to looks forward to.
4 Comments:
Happy Birthday to Kevin! I hope he's feeling better! And those shoes are totally cute!
Happy birthday to Kevin... poor guy. :(
HA! You bought them! Awesome! We'll be plimsole-a-rific.
And I'm completely scared (and excited) for the pre-wedding festivities, at least. We'll get to being excited about the wedding later...
Kev stones ...meet the kev stones...ok awful song to sing but please tell him happy birthday and I hope he feels better.
Kevin and Joe are soul brothers, except Joe had his kidney on Christmas Eve -- and let me tell you, the ER on Christmas is about the most depressing place you can be. And those shoes? Awesome. I want some. Thanks for your good thoughts, too, sweety. They mean a lot.
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