since I got married. Our wedding anniversary was yesterday. Time flies when you’re having fun. Keith and I don’t have any children, but it isn’t for lack of trying. I lost my left ovary and 2/3s of my right ovary due to ovarian cysts. I never really considered adoption because of my disability, I figured I’d be disqualified right off. Yeah, they aren’t supposed to discriminate, but that’s what it says on paper. In real life, discrimination happens quite often.
Keith and I went out to dinner, at the local Chinese Restaurant. Been awhile since we’ve been there, and I love their food, it’s just a bit expensive ($50 a visit), but tons of food. I was eating Chicken Chow Mein today because of leftovers.
I love Keith as much now as I did when we married. I was thinking of our wedding, and how Mom had a sour look on her face in some of the wedding pics. You’d think she’d swallowed a lemon! I really need to post those to Facebook. They are so well-done and I look a bit different. I’ve got grey hair now, (and I’m only 47), compared to my jet black hair I had when I was married.
Mom and Dad went all out for our wedding. I had a handmade dress, with little seed pearls on it. it was done because of the way I stood. One hip higher than the other, so custom made was the way to go, so I wouldn’t trip over it.
Yes, I walked down the aisle. I had been using a manual wheelchair since I was 21, but I was determined to walk down the aisle, and I did, with Dad on one side, and a crutch on the other. And Keith and I danced at our reception too.
Things have certainly changed, because our best man, is now a woman! And she’s a far more beautiful woman than I will ever be. *sigh*
I also don’t walk anymore, and haven’t for quite some time. I did walk at our wedding, I was determined NOT to roll down the aisle, and Mom and Dad were really supportive of me. They thought I’d given up when I started using a wheelchair, but nope, nothing could be farther from the truth. It’s just that the pain and the energy expenditure was getting to me. When I walk, it’s like a ‘normal’ person walking on a tightrope stretched between two buildings. That much energy, that much concentration. Would tire a non-disabled person out pretty quickly.
Keith is a great guy… I love him dearly, and he’s adapted to my ‘unique’ way of doing things. And he’s been more than patient with the fact that I use a service dog, and he’s allergic to dogs. He’s taken allergy shots for 21 years to deal with the dog, and he doesn’t avoid interacting with my dog, either… I think my dogs all thought Keith was their best friend, because he doesn’t make them work, and he slips them goodies at times. He even allowed Gillis up on the bed, but then again, Gillis was a Doberman, with SHORT hair, and didn’t bother him all that much. My next dog will also be a Doberman, but I’ll still have Chewie for a few more years, I’m sure, because he didn’t take well to being retired. He freaked out. Has a lot to do with his childhood and how I train. Bonded tightly. *sigh*
I’ll see about posting photos of my wedding to Facebook. I haven’t looked at them in awhile, and yeah, I want them up there on the web for people to see.