Things are getting real now. I fell like I’ve been in slow motion and now that it’s wedding week, it’s time to rev up. I’d be so grateful if the pain in my butt check would go away, but even though I’ve taken some medical marijuana (half of a piece of chocolate) and 2 Extra Strength Tylenol, I’m still in pain. I found myself trying to make deals with my body.

Me: Come on body…why are you doing this to me? I’ve always tried to take good care of you, yet you turn on me!

Body: Yeah, yeah….here’s a big poop…best I can do for now!

Did I mention I was on the potty? seriously

Moving on, I am dolled up for my pedicure brought to me by Aimee and Grisel. Both of have full plates (Grisel literally flew in from Peru this morning) and I really appreciate them taking the time and effort to spoil the bride. We will have lunch afterwards. Hans is picking Bunny and Rich up at Sarasota (SRQ).

I pushed through the pain and had a lovely spa experience and my feet look wedding worthy. Lee, Grisel and Aimee and I followed up the pedicures with lunch, where we laughed and ate and laughed some more.

When I got home, Bunny and Rich were waiting to greet me. They left to stay with a friend in Sarasota for the night but will return tomorrow All in all, a nice day but for the pain that began tonight. My stomach is in full revolt and I am crying in pain. Although tears don’t begin to alleviate the stabbing gurgles, I shed them nevertheless. I hate this SO much. I wish I knew how to prevent it and how to make it stop. And I am worried that I’ll be in pain on Thursday. Hans said not to worry….all I have to do is nod yes in the ceremony.