Reunited for the weekend, Wendy and I are going to my buddy Brian’s wedding to the lovely Macey. Like me, he is paralysed, but he is more so, as he broke his neck diving into a lake on a school trip 12 years ago, at 15.
He’s a brilliant guy, is Brian, clever and funny. He met Macey about a year ago online… yes, you can even get wives on the internet now – who’d have thunk it…?
It should be a lovely day. Brian declined my offer of loaning him my iBot, so he could be taller at the alter etc, preferring to go with ‘ what he knows ‘ ie his everyday wheelchair. So obviously I’m going in it, which for me makes a massive difference at social events.
Wendy looks absolutely, absolutely stunning in her dress ( actually chosen and bought by yours truly. I don’t mind if she upstages the Bride ( although I shouldn’t be saying that! )
I’ll post pictures tomorrow.
It’s the first time I’ve worn a suit in years, but everything still fits me as I have done my best to not ‘ let myself go ‘ despite my obvious inability to exercise in a normal way, and me having more muscles that don’t work than ones that do, so I just thrash the ones that still function, using various things that I’ve found on the internet, and thinking laterally ( as I do ).
I sincerely wish the Happy Couple an amazing day, and as successful a future as possible.