Four months before the wedding day, David’s carer left us. So whilst we searched for the perfect replacement, I became David’s full time carer….which believe me, is pretty intense and sometimes exhausting. Life with David is never dull but I was trying to manage my own work, wedding plans, gym………………………………….
Better late than never – things get super hectic when you get married apparently! Anyway, here I am again, with more ramblings about life with a grumpy tetraplegic and mutterings about marriage. I mentioned in my last blog about the TV company that had approached us about filming the wedding…..well,………………………………….
I know you’re waiting to hear about the wedding; about the meringue-i-ness of the dress; the music we danced to; the number of times I cried (it ran to several hundred before midday in case you were wondering!). But I need to finish telling you about the planning and the build………………………………….
We had been together just over 2 years. Everything was going really well; so the more rational amongst you might ask the question: “Why rock the boat?”. Why not just carry on living together happily? I know how much getting married means to Nicky, and I love her very much.………………………………….
Friday 27th November; my life changed forever. It started as your average Friday. David’s carer came in at 8am to get him up and I went off to the gym. Nothing unusual. I came back from the gym and spent 4 hours on the phone trying to get tickets for………………………………….
After our first date I had butterflies and was buzzing. I was really looking forward to meeting again. Nicky loves cooking, and suggested that she came over to cook for us here. I asked my carer to leave us to it for the evening, and we had the place to………………………………….
Waiting for Nicky to arrive for our first date evoked a lot of emotions, but mainly excitement, trepidation, and hope. It was exciting because we had already spoken and messaged each other a lot, and I was looking forward to meeting this bubbly person properly. Obviously our paths had crossed………………………………….
Seeing as this blog is supposed to be about planning our wedding, I guess I should actually start telling you something about it! I’ll get to the wedding stuff, I promise; but there seems to be so many other tales to tell you as well! David’s most recent blog, tells………………………………….
It’s 17 weeks until we get married. 17 WEEKS!!!! How did that happen?!? We’ve still got so much to organise, but recently life has been revolving around sailing and our trip to the World Championships in Holland. David finished in 7th overall (pretty amazing stuff! He thinks he should have………………………………….
I believe I promised you all that I would tell you a bit more about a private side of our life. I’m not sure if I can make a blog post about sex funny and interesting whilst retaining an air of dignity, but I’ll gave it a go! Back in………………………………….
