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    Posted June 6, 2008 by
    Fort Worth, Texas
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    Not-so-perfect weddings

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    I'm not a clumsy person- really!- but I took my fair share of trips and slips the weeks leading up to my wedding. (In my defense, I was going through law school final exams at the time.) Six weeks prior to the big day, I let my left foot wander and accidentally kicked a door jamb, breaking two toes. Determined not to give up my wedding workouts, I began attending my regular yoga class two weeks later. I did pretty well in class, but as I was leaving I fell down the concrete stairs outside, breaking my right ankle! I had nightmares of ending up in a wheelchair on the big day. I joked to my friends that I would get a sedan chair made instead. Rehab went well, however, and I was able to ditch the boot by the wedding day in favor of flip flops!



    It couldn't end there, could it? My husband kept saying I'd figure out a way to end up in the ER the day of! While my bridesmaids and I were getting our hair done for the wedding, I blindly reached into my bag to grab some more hairspray, instead  encountering an uncapped razor. I had managed to slice almost the entire tip of my middle finger off, and blood was flying everywhere. Thank goodness the wedding dress was still hanging in plastic! We attempted to stop the bleeding, but to no avail. One of my doctor friends came up early to look at it, and he said all they would do in the ER is wrap it and tell me to hold it above my head, so that's what I did for the next two hours. We made a tight makeshift bandage out of white paper towels and clear packing tape!



    By the time the ceremony rolled around, I figured someone must have told my husband. When we held hands for the first time at the front of the chapel, he nearly burst out laughting. No one had told him. He just started shaking his head, looking down at my bandage, and giggling. The story had circulated by the reception, and everyone was yelling at me to be careful during this picture!



    The bleeding finally stopped the next day at the honeymoon when I jumped in the ocean. Now I'll always have this sweet wedding day scar on my hand to remind me of our special day!



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