Wedding day

    July 20, 2013 was a normal day for everyone else, I suppose.  At our house, there was a flurry of activity related to Katrina's wedding.  I was in hospital, practicing physiotherapy exercises in the morning, then my hairdresser came by and turned a greasy mess into a lovely updo.  There was lots of excitement during lunch as well, as a new patient came from surgery and became a wild animal, pulling out tubes, spitting at the nurses, and calling for her mommy and daddy (she was a dementia patient from one of the local seniors care homes, who fell and broke her hip).  I just continued munching my lunch with this new entertainment.  One of the nurses helped me dress, my sister came up and wheeled me down to my wheelchair taxi, and we were off to Mackie Lake House.

Needless to say, Katrina was happy to see me.  What a beautiful bride.

Soon it was time to wheel into position, so my sister/nurse was on duty again.

The guys came in first, and I was very proud of Anthony and Bronson, looking very nice all dressed up.

The groom, Tyler, was awaiting his first look at Katrina.

And there she was.

From then on, everything proceeded as a normal wedding.  Except the groom was miked, so we also overheard snippets of their conversation ("I love you."  "I love you.")

How many pictures can we take of them kissing?  Lots, apparently.

And then they ran away.

Time for photos of family and wedding party.

I had about an hour's break in the air conditioning at home, before heading out to the reception...

...where we laughed, ate "breakfast for dinner", made speeches, cut cake, and soon it was time for me to return to my pumpkin taxi and return to the hospital.

A beautiful day, a beautiful couple.  And I was exhausted.