Dec 29, 2007 10:13
So I had some outpatient work done on me on Thursday. My mum-in-law drove me in (at 6 in the frellin' morning!) and stuck around to drive me home, per the surgical center's policy. The prep nurse mentioned that I could keep my rings on but that they preferred if I didn't. No big deal; I pulled them all off, including my engagement and wedding bands, and handed them to my MIL. She chose to put them in the pocket of her jacket because it zippered shut, making it unlikely that she'd lose them. Procedure went off without a hitch and I go home in a post anesthesia haze with a prescription for megaMotrin and Percocet.
My rings are still in my MIL's jacket.
Which she was wearing when she got into the car to drive to Florida for the next few days.
hehheh, so I'm single till my rings make it home...
married life,
clay,
humor