Jim and Jolin Go To The ER

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SigOther had slight mishap last night. Was reading my book in Rittenhouse at 7pm when I got a call from him telling me he’d “split his skull” – gives new meaning to the drinking event. Naturally, was very worried. He’d spent the day at Sipping by the River , a yearly wine/beer tasting festival with a bunch of our friends and had somehow decided that he could carry Fred on his back four blocks and back. Both parties being equally drunk they were convinced of their invincibility. …

Unfortunately, said alchohol impaired acute judgement and after 10 steps, my poor SigOther stumbled and hit his head on concrete plater box. Ouch! This is when I got the call. Val and Jim brought him to the ER and I met them there soon after. Poor baby was splotchy with dry blood but still in great spirits. Executed rambuctious clapping in ER waiting room upon my arrival. oh noooo…. I am officially the “person accompanying the injured drunk guy”.

I get dirty looks from other people in Waiting room who have accompanied friends/relatives with major injuries. I shoot them dirty looks right back. except the bum who’s passed out in the corner. (In my experience, bums have found ERs to be great places to sleep the night. Open 24 hours and has bathroom facilities. pee-yew! they stink! Hospitals need to do something about this)

Another familiar experience with ERs.. their names are truly MISLEADING. For an “emergency” room, they take 3-4 hours before they tend to you. It’s not just this hospital but every ER I’ve been to. Yeah, I’m kind of an ER connoiseur.

Once he got attended to though I was surprised that I got to stay to watch the procedure. When he got the local anaesthesia injected into his forehead I thought I was going to faint!! Good thing you had a protective cloth over your eyes the entire time babe, the worst wasn’t over. The doctor inserted EIGHT stitches and each time I cringed more than before!!!! eeks! EIGHT! and with a device that looks like a FISHING HOOK!!!! I wanted to look away but it was like a car accident, you just CAN’T ! there’s just some morbid fascination with blood and flesh!

Any ideas I had about going back to school to be a doctor flew out the window with the first stitch.

Concerned readers will be glad to know that SigOther is doing well right now, recuperating at home and practicing the tale about being mauled by packs of wild dogs that will go with his new scar . : )

Sappy Jo makes an appearance

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SigOther was one of TWELVE groomsmen at his friend’s wedding this past weekend. TWELVE. T-W-E-L-V-E. Good grief! And I thought eight bridesmaids at my old roommate’s wedding was a lot.

This gives you a small insight into the personality of SigOther and company though. They’re huge social animals and like it or not when they roll, they roll deep.

This was the first time I got to meet all his old childhood friends and their families and respective girlfriends/boyfriends/husbands/wives etc all at one go. Maybe the right word is “bombarded”. It brought back memories of secondary school, cramming for SPM sejarah exam – Sultan Muhammad Shah was son of Sultan Mansur Shah who led the Minangkabaus against the Bugis in 1421 and married Puteri Lelong Murah , eighth daughter of the Javanese King Mugatu…

Luckily for me, all Americans share the same pool of 8 first names. If ever you find yourself in a potentially embarassing situation where you’ve forgotten an acquaintances name, try Jen, Amy, Sarah, Stephanie, Jim, John, Mike or Steve, You’ve got a 1 in eight chance of getting it right. 1 in 4 if you can determine what sex they are beforehand.

I think I scored an A- on the popquiz after the wedding. There were some off-the-beaten track names like Stu that slipped under the radar.

Names aside, it was a gorgeous gorgeous wedding. I’d never attended a garden wedding before this and it was like stepping onto a movie set (minus Ben Stiller setting the wooden altar on fire). All very fancy with cocktails by the pool and a 12 piece band in the dinner tent. Candles and bouquets all around.. aaah…

Wonderful as it was watching SigOther have a ball with his old friends it also reminded me how far away I am from my own set of old childhood chums.

I wonder if I’ll get the chance one day to be with all of you again and be a part of YOUR bridal entourage.

*sniff* sniff*

Weddings bring out the sappiness in me.

*slaps face back to stone hearted self*

much better.