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Wedding Landmine #1
May. 31st, 2005 08:34 amI just got word that I'm probably going to have to buy a wedding cake locally and that it is entirely possible that my Mom will not be able to fly out for my wedding. And if she doesn't, I doubt my Dad will either.
Of course a bit of background information is required for such a paragraph.
My Mom took a cake decorating class back in the 70's and found she had a great talent for it. She soon was doing cakes for friends and then progressed to teaching decorating classes and to doing wedding cakes.
Her wedding cakes were amazing, as Deborak will attest. The detail and quality blew away what resorts produced, or at least the resorts that I'd been to weddings at. Her cakes tasted better and were much better looking. And I was really looking forward to her doing mine.
We had it worked out. Mom would bake the cakes in Phoenix and freeze them (freezing is a standard step). They would be placed in an insulated carry-on bag. Most of the flowers would also be pre-made, and said flowers, icing, and all her needed decorating tools would be in checked baggage. My mother, father, and brother would be (hopefully will be) arriving Thursday afternoon. They would come here, we'd put the cakes into a neighbor's freezer to re-freeze them, then Mom would mostly finish them Friday. They would be set up and completed Saturday morning before the wedding.
That was the plan.
Mom has had a heart condition for a while. It hasn't really been identified as "this is what is causing the problem," much less "this is how we treat it." The condition is weird, basically it would cause her to occasionally black out, a complete faint. This once happened when she was out for an evening walk with a friend, they were on a canal bank and Mom passed out, pitched forward and broke her nose. It was a perfect break, it looked like Dad punched her square in the face – two black eyes. Earlier this year she fainted while up on a short ladder doing some cleaning, she fell over and broke two ribs. They've healed up pretty nicely, I asked her about them last week.
I called home tonight to get some information from Mom and caught Dad, he asked if I'd gotten an email that he'd sent me. I hadn't, he sent it to an account that I don't use and almost never check, unfortunately I can't delete said account. So he's talking to me while I'm pulling up his message. Mom had a doctor appointment Friday at 7am, so Dad took me to the airport and Mom drove herself to her appointment. Turns out it was either with her cardiologist or for some tests, I don't have nearly as much information as I'd like, and I think Dad's information is incomplete. Basically she has a problem either in her veins or in her brain that can cause seizures, as far as I know she's never had one, but that is the word he used – seizure.
She was given medication, I wish I knew which one, and it's been causing tremendous dizziness. Right now Mom doing my wedding cake is out of the question, and it's debatable if she'll be able to fly. Personally, if she can't come, I would pretty much insist that Dad stays with her. My brother will be here and he can video tape the whole thing, it may be a pale imitation, but I think it might be best.
Every wedding is supposed to have some problems, and we've had some minor ones: my essential tremors, some issues with airline and hotel reservations, Brian's cancer progressing to his brain. But nothing that has been remotely a show stopper – until now. And I guess show stopper is too strong a word, but it sure is a hell of a landmine.
It's entirely possible that I'm overreacting. Dad said that the instructions on the prescription weren't the same as what the doctor told them, so there could be a dosage issue. And there might be alternative/substitute meds that can be used, they'll be contacting the doctor tomorrow, so we'll see what flies. And that's all that I can do, wait. Still, I'll have to go to the restaurant where we'll be having our post-wedding dinner and seeing what kind of lead time they would require to provide us with a wedding cake.
So prayers, positive vibes, whatever, directed to Phoenix and Oberlin would be definitely appreciated.
Of course a bit of background information is required for such a paragraph.
My Mom took a cake decorating class back in the 70's and found she had a great talent for it. She soon was doing cakes for friends and then progressed to teaching decorating classes and to doing wedding cakes.
Her wedding cakes were amazing, as Deborak will attest. The detail and quality blew away what resorts produced, or at least the resorts that I'd been to weddings at. Her cakes tasted better and were much better looking. And I was really looking forward to her doing mine.
We had it worked out. Mom would bake the cakes in Phoenix and freeze them (freezing is a standard step). They would be placed in an insulated carry-on bag. Most of the flowers would also be pre-made, and said flowers, icing, and all her needed decorating tools would be in checked baggage. My mother, father, and brother would be (hopefully will be) arriving Thursday afternoon. They would come here, we'd put the cakes into a neighbor's freezer to re-freeze them, then Mom would mostly finish them Friday. They would be set up and completed Saturday morning before the wedding.
That was the plan.
Mom has had a heart condition for a while. It hasn't really been identified as "this is what is causing the problem," much less "this is how we treat it." The condition is weird, basically it would cause her to occasionally black out, a complete faint. This once happened when she was out for an evening walk with a friend, they were on a canal bank and Mom passed out, pitched forward and broke her nose. It was a perfect break, it looked like Dad punched her square in the face – two black eyes. Earlier this year she fainted while up on a short ladder doing some cleaning, she fell over and broke two ribs. They've healed up pretty nicely, I asked her about them last week.
I called home tonight to get some information from Mom and caught Dad, he asked if I'd gotten an email that he'd sent me. I hadn't, he sent it to an account that I don't use and almost never check, unfortunately I can't delete said account. So he's talking to me while I'm pulling up his message. Mom had a doctor appointment Friday at 7am, so Dad took me to the airport and Mom drove herself to her appointment. Turns out it was either with her cardiologist or for some tests, I don't have nearly as much information as I'd like, and I think Dad's information is incomplete. Basically she has a problem either in her veins or in her brain that can cause seizures, as far as I know she's never had one, but that is the word he used – seizure.
She was given medication, I wish I knew which one, and it's been causing tremendous dizziness. Right now Mom doing my wedding cake is out of the question, and it's debatable if she'll be able to fly. Personally, if she can't come, I would pretty much insist that Dad stays with her. My brother will be here and he can video tape the whole thing, it may be a pale imitation, but I think it might be best.
Every wedding is supposed to have some problems, and we've had some minor ones: my essential tremors, some issues with airline and hotel reservations, Brian's cancer progressing to his brain. But nothing that has been remotely a show stopper – until now. And I guess show stopper is too strong a word, but it sure is a hell of a landmine.
It's entirely possible that I'm overreacting. Dad said that the instructions on the prescription weren't the same as what the doctor told them, so there could be a dosage issue. And there might be alternative/substitute meds that can be used, they'll be contacting the doctor tomorrow, so we'll see what flies. And that's all that I can do, wait. Still, I'll have to go to the restaurant where we'll be having our post-wedding dinner and seeing what kind of lead time they would require to provide us with a wedding cake.
So prayers, positive vibes, whatever, directed to Phoenix and Oberlin would be definitely appreciated.
