Friday
Eric was supposed to get out of work at 3:30 so that he would have enough time to walk home and get a shower before his dad came to pick us up for the rehearsal at 5. This was pre-arranged, but his boss just couldn't let him go until 4:15. He barely made it out of the shower on time. I packed my purse up with a few diapers, wipes, sippy cup, baggie of cereal, two motorcycles, and a fireman. There wasn't much room left for my wallet so I stuck the important things- my ID, debit card, and EBT card- in the inside pocket of my camera case, and threw that on top.
Nicole wanted everyone there 10 mintues early, but we got there a few minutes late. It was ok though. We were still the first people to arrive. Once we were all inside the Father started telling us what order the bridesmaids would we walking in. As he's doing so, the best man, the groom's brother, started making strange sounds and shaking his arm in a weird way before he fell over. Yeah, he had a seizure. His poor mother! She's an RN though, so she didn't lose her cool. One of the other groomsmen is an EMT and the maid of honor is almost an RN, so he was in good hands until the paramedics arrived. We thought it had been caused by dehydration. He'd worked 25 out of 48 hours, had been walking between two jobs, and hadn't eaten anything since lunch the day before. As it turns out, though, he'd had a few of these episodes in the previous weeks, but hadn't told anyone about them. Scary shit.