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You may think it rather unconventional and quite possibly unromantic to have your wedding proposal at a hospital. But I would like to refute this misconception that the typical orchestration of a proposal is ideal. A hospital proposal can be one of the most romantic and memorable moments in your life. Offering to share your life with someone when they are struggling and at a low point in their life, just says that you'll always be there "through sickness and in health". Sure proposing during a more classically romantic event may seem more appealing, but you just can't beat this engagement proposal story ...
Those who know me well, know just how lucky I am. I mean I have a knack for catching that certain virus or wounding myself in some of the most absurd ways. Well this truth still stands true especially in the month of November. Early in the month I was lucky to experience a rather statistically uncommon injury for my age let alone my sex. During a swimming photo shoot for my online bio for work , I somehow managed to rip open an inguinal hernia on my left side. Sounds painful, but really more of a drag than anything. An inguinal hernia meant no more exercising and no more lifting anything over 10 lbs. Poor Tucker was devastated! Luckily, I was not to be permanently cursed with this protrusion. My surgery date was November 26th. As anyone awaiting surgery I was ecstatic. So ecstatic with the one injury, I just had to have another. I'm sure most of you realize "bad things come in threes" or "when it rains it pours". I think that's the mantra for the female members of my family. We are blessed so often with such unfathomable circumstances that we really ought to write a book. I'm serious, my mom's writing a book. So I fell. But not just any fall. As as I have mentioned before, have some godly gift of being in the wrong place, at the wrong time, surrounded by the wrong people. Wrong people, as in a group of rude men decidedly in a real need for beer. So badly did they need their after shift fix that they just had to rush past me in the LCBO causing me to step backwards. Of course when I stepped there was something lurking behind me just waiting to accentuate my fall. Just a couple of neglected boxes strewn all over the walkway. And of course I tripped and landed wrong. A distinctive Tessa move. An awkward landing resulting in a cracking sound and an elegant limp. Needless to say the hospital visit definitely dampened our plans with Michelle and James that night in Barrie. So ya .... boo hoo. So I'm hurt whatever. It was just the combo of having my leg in a cast and my surgery that put the icing on the cake. 5 days stuck in a bed in a hospital in Toronto for patients a good 20, 30 years my senior. Trust me I didn't feel out of place or alone at all. I love a good game of bridge. Well to be honest to say I wasn't a happy camper is an understatement. But on Shouldices' behalf I will commend them on their amply supply of pain killers and sleeping pills. Upon my surprisingly uneventful arrival at Shouldice Hospital ... No car accident. No problem getting admitted. I had no idea Nathan had planned to stay the weekend in Toronto. Not a clue. Being the sweetie that he is I should have guessed it. Nathan blessed me with ample visits always bearing flowers. He even snuck in during non-visitation hours. He was very adamant I get outside. On the last full day of my stay, Nathan took me out for a walk .... er I mean wheeled me outside in my wheelchair . He took me to a quaint walking path beside a river. Needless to say my chair isn't exactly a 4x4 but he made he made it work. We stopped at a bench so Nathan could sit. As I might remind you I was already sitting. Nathan brought 3 red roses. The first he said represented our past. The second our present (which has been a little tumultuous given the normal frustrations that accompany injured parties). The third rose he said represented our future. Attached to this rose was my gorgeous engagement ring. Now I'm pretty blind, so Nathan had to spell it out for me by getting down on one knee and proposing .... "Tessa will you marry me". I'm pretty sure I cried before saying yes. And for the record I did say yes. Nathan and I are now planning our fall wedding on Oct. 22, 2011. I am still on crutches... awaiting to see a surgeon. |
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