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Stress (stres) n. A mentally or emotionally disruptive or upsetting condition occurring in response to adverse external influences and capable of affecting physical health, usually characterized by increased heart rate, a rise in blood pressure, muscular tension, irritability, and depression.
With less than a week before the wedding things are defiantly starting to get tense. Vanessa has been an absolute doll through the entire process. We never did find the box that had her jewelry in it. Her mom will take care of getting earrings for the wedding, and a picture of her grandfather sewn into the lining of her dress will suffice for the locket she was to wear while walking down the aisle. At this point I think the box was stolen.
Thursday I went to my dad’s house to look through his garage for the box, but without any luck. While driving home I got a call from my mom on my cell phone. She was crying and said, “I need you to come over. Mamere has fallen.” Mamere is my 85-year-old grandma. She is the last grandparent I have and is staying at my mom’s house for the wedding. Ten years ago my other grandma fell while I was with her for a doctor’s appointment. She broke her hip and was never the same. She was bed-ridden and under 24-hour home care until she passed away in March.
I told my mom to call 911 and I raced over as fast as possible (while trying not to scare Vanessa who was in the car with me at the time). When I got to my mom’s the ambulance and fire trucks were there. My mom saw me and she broke down and started crying. I was strong until I went downstairs and was out of my mom’s sight. Seeing my grandma on the floor and in pain was too much and I fell apart. After a minute, I gathered myself back together with Vanessa’s help and went back to my role as the strong son.
My grandma is still in the hospital. Despite her osteoporosis, she didn’t break any bones. She will be sore for a while. The chest X-ray found she has pneumonia as well as some heart problems. As luck would have it I am a good friend with the Chief Resident at the hospital, so she has been well taken care of. She should be released today or tomorrow. We are all hoping she will be strong enough to go to the wedding, but realistically I don’t think she will be there.
That aside, with less than a week until the wedding everything seems surreal. I think the excitement is setting in. Expect more wedding stress stories for the rest of the week. After the honeymoon, I’ll get back to regular non-wedding entries.
With less than a week before the wedding things are defiantly starting to get tense. Vanessa has been an absolute doll through the entire process. We never did find the box that had her jewelry in it. Her mom will take care of getting earrings for the wedding, and a picture of her grandfather sewn into the lining of her dress will suffice for the locket she was to wear while walking down the aisle. At this point I think the box was stolen.
Thursday I went to my dad’s house to look through his garage for the box, but without any luck. While driving home I got a call from my mom on my cell phone. She was crying and said, “I need you to come over. Mamere has fallen.” Mamere is my 85-year-old grandma. She is the last grandparent I have and is staying at my mom’s house for the wedding. Ten years ago my other grandma fell while I was with her for a doctor’s appointment. She broke her hip and was never the same. She was bed-ridden and under 24-hour home care until she passed away in March.
I told my mom to call 911 and I raced over as fast as possible (while trying not to scare Vanessa who was in the car with me at the time). When I got to my mom’s the ambulance and fire trucks were there. My mom saw me and she broke down and started crying. I was strong until I went downstairs and was out of my mom’s sight. Seeing my grandma on the floor and in pain was too much and I fell apart. After a minute, I gathered myself back together with Vanessa’s help and went back to my role as the strong son.
My grandma is still in the hospital. Despite her osteoporosis, she didn’t break any bones. She will be sore for a while. The chest X-ray found she has pneumonia as well as some heart problems. As luck would have it I am a good friend with the Chief Resident at the hospital, so she has been well taken care of. She should be released today or tomorrow. We are all hoping she will be strong enough to go to the wedding, but realistically I don’t think she will be there.
That aside, with less than a week until the wedding everything seems surreal. I think the excitement is setting in. Expect more wedding stress stories for the rest of the week. After the honeymoon, I’ll get back to regular non-wedding entries.
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