Sunday dawned bright and clear, the promise of a grand and glorious day. 10/10/10, the day my friends, Ryan and Dawn, were destined to be married. Hayden and I had spent the previous evening preparing for Sunday evening's events, as we were honored with the task of MCing the reception. We arose on Sunday, having time to rest before we headed for church. Up until this point, I had had little time to think about an outfit for the wedding. Being a girl, I flipped through my wardrobe, but all I found were dresses I had worn many times previously. I wanted something fresh, something new, something that emulated sexy goodness. Thus, after church the idea sprung itself in my mind to do a quick browse at the mall. It couldn't hurt, as the wedding was not to commence until 3pm, so I had over 3 hours to potentially find something and still get ready for the day.
Off we went, also meeting our friend, Kjell, for lunch in the food court (a grand Thanksgiving lunch thanks to Edo :) ) I led Hayden straight to my favorite dress shop in Medicine Hat (actually, it's about one of the only dress shops in Medicine Hat), Bryan's. We entered and I started my quick, but thorough peruse of the stock. Nothing, nothing, nothing.....wait! There it was, a cute, sexy little number hanging on the wall. Black and silky. It had one shoulder strap and the fabric criss/crossed down the length of the dress, with small slivers of see-through mesh here and there. I checked the price tag and then decided to move on. Little was I to know that I should have stuck with this decision.
Having found nothing else to catch my eye, I admitted defeat and off we went to the food court to eat some delicious Japanese, during which I couldn't stop thinking about that little black dress. Hayden suggested that we quickly scout out some more stores, just to see, since we were there anyway, to which I agreed.
Store after store we went to, but to no avail. At this point, I just had to see what that little black dress looked like on, so I asked if I could just quickly try it on. Hayden thought it wasn't a bad idea, so off we went, back to Bryan's. I looked through the few that were hanging....last one...my size! Yes! Off I went, with a smile on my face, to try on this tasty little number. I looked and discovered there was no zipper or anyway to undo this dress. It was a tight pull on, but once on, I looked at myself and truly loved it! But as quickly as I realized I loved it, I realized it wasn't wedding appropriate. It hugged my form beautifully, but it wasn't to be so for this time. I think the dress must have been hurt by my decision to not take it home, and it was then that it decided to take it's revenge on me.
As much as it was a struggle to get the dress on, it was much more of a struggle to get it off! I almost got myself stuck! Instead of doing the sensible thing, calling Hayden into the change room to assist me, I struggled and insisted I would win over this dress! Alas! Freedom! The dress was off, my arms came down...only for me to feel intense pain and discover...I had dislocated my collar bone! No worries, I thought, this has happened to me many times before, I'll just push it up against the wall and pop it back in. But it didn't budge. No pop....just pain. I got dressed again, and went out to explain my ordeal to Hayden. We walked to the car, where he, for the first time, tried to pop my collar bone back in for me. Again....no avail. We drove home. Now, not only am I dress-less for the wedding, I can't make up my mind what other attire to wear, I'm in pain, and I'm running out of time to get ready! Oh the plans I had! I was going to do my hair up, but now I couldn't lift my arms without immense pain! This day, which started out so grand, was turning into something close to disastrous! But I wasn't about to let that black dress and my collar bone get the better of me. I found something to wear, gritted my teeth and did up my hair, took some drugs, and off we went to the wedding. This wasn't going to spoil my day! Through-out the day, I tried again and again to put it back, but nothing worked. I spent the rest of Sunday with my collar bone out of place.
The wedding was beautiful, the reception so fun! Hayden and I were received with laughter and joy and all was well. We went to bed that night, and I had thoughts of everything being all right in the morning. Boy was I wrong! I woke up to pain that had only increased during the night and upon waking up spoke the words "I think I need to go to Emerg". Hayden, being absolutely amazing, told me to get dressed and he would take me. Off we went, on Thanksgiving Monday at 8:30am to ER. I had no idea what to expect as I'd never had to go to the ER before. I signed in and had barely sat down when they called me back. How prompt! I was taken to a room where another family was already waiting on the other bed. The daughter had just had her wrist cast removed. The mother began talking with me and we soon discovered that this little girl went to the same school as my friends daughter, and not only did they know each other, but were in the same class and shared a locker together. A neat small world experience indeed.
Shortly after this, the Dr. arrived and was most gentle and kind. He was a bit surprised when I told him how I hurt myself. What could I expect! It was kind of funny. So, off I went for X-rays. He came back after and told me he had good news, nothing was broken and I could go dress shopping again! My collar bone had slid back into place at some point, unnoticed by me, but it was extremely inflamed. I got a prescription and ended up in a sling and off I went. It only took an hour and a half from arrival to departure. Not bad :)
Thus, I ended up a one armed woman for the next 3 days. I'm no longer in a sling, however, my collar bone is still not completely normal just yet. Hopefully soon :)
So I guess, the moral of the story is, do not be deceived by appearances of beauty, for disaster may await inside.
Hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving weekend with family and friends. Enjoy the sun and warmth while it lasts, as Winter lay just around the bend. Grab a Pumpkin Spice Latte', a good book, and always remember to take time to Hear the Whisper and Taste the Sun.
till next time.
Aryn
