False appendix alarm and some radiant golds.

The last day has been quite an adventure.

Last night I (Brynna) had a strange sharp pain in my lower abdomen that didn’t go away for hours.  We eventually looked up the symptoms of appendicitis and were quite unnerved to find that most people feel pretty much exactly what I was feeling – an overall belly pain that localizes to the lower right.  So we called the ever-wise Dr. Murray, who recommended we go to the E.R. to get it checked out, since appendixes (appendices?) are “not something you want to mess with.”
So we went to the E.R.  Poor Eric had gotten very very little sleep the entire week because of end of the month work things, and the visit made him stay up until 2:30.  Not that he complained; I just felt bad.

At the hospital, I was questioned by a number of pleasant and good-natured nurses and doctors.  Really, they were the friendliest bunch of docs.  Since we weren’t quite positive it was appendicitis, and if it was it was probably pretty early — too early to do anything yet — we decided to hold tight.  Until I said that I had “an overall belly pain that started hurting only in my right side.”  Apparently I said some magic words, because the doctor immediately ordered a CT scan and I was hooked up to an I.V. and given pain meds, fluids, and an anti-inflammatory.  The nurse doing my I.V. was amazing.  She drew 3 vials of blood and stuck my I.V., all while talking to me about my plans for the future.  I had trouble talking and thinking about all the poking into my arm at the same time, but it went well and she got in the I.V. on one try.  After my meds, a CT scan with a hilarious radiologist, and a 20 minute wait feeling rather doped up, it was revealed that my appendix was fine.  No one knows what was wrong.  I was sent home, and today I feel fine.  So very strange, but I’m glad it didn’t require surgery.  Although one more sweet scar would be okay…

Today, we had a lovely lunch experience purchasing our wedding bands!  I’ve been hanging out at Eric’s (soon our!) apartment waiting for him to get back from work, and I had a ring photoshoot.  Here is a good shot:

My ring is a small white gold band (c. 1960) with baguette diamonds, that compliments the setting of my ring beautifully even though they are different metals.  The rings don’t sit tight against each other, but apparently that is a modern development, and in the olden days people just found pretty, complimentary rings to put together.  So that I did.  Don’t mind the gross toaster oven burn on my ring finger:

Eric’s is amazingly unique, and so so so cool.  We are both obsessed with it.  It was made in 1880 and has an engraving inside showing a wedding date of some people.  It just says “80,” and it’s amazing to think it means 1880 and not 1980.  It is yellow gold, rose gold, green gold, and platinum, and is incredible:

And one more picture of the rings together:

Hopefully you all (who are you?) had a wonderful week.

Love,

Brynna (and Eric)

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