Two weddings in two days in two different states!

Here are some images from this past weekend! Amy and Bill got married on Saturday in a beautiful garden in Delaware.
Manuel and Danna were married on Sunday in NJ in a beautiful mansion with great food and fun!

Cause Dads are survivors!

As most of you know my Dad was diagnosed with cancer about a month ago. He had a tumor in his arm that was cancerous.  His surgery was last Wednesday and I learned a whole new definition for the word 'stress'.  Jen and I drove out on Tuesday night and although Rebecca was unable to get the time off work we spoke with or texted her every 30-45 minutes throughout the surgery day. 

Wednesday was forever.  Surgery started at 7:45 A.M. and Jen and I got there at 6:00, an hour after Dad and Gail had checked in. We got to spend about an hour together before he went in. A little less time for me, cause I was passed out for about two of the 60 minutes we had with Dad. The doctor had to have my Dad sign papers and he was explaining the risks of surgery....... something about blood transfusions and I don't remember anything else cause I passed out cold, right out of my chair and onto the floor.  I drive all the way from NYC to support my Dad through this major surgery and then I find myself laying on the floor with nurses calling my name....... not my Dad's name....... my name.  I wouldn't expect anything less from my family at 6:00 in the morning in the pre-op room. We've always been so good at drama.

So after I take the attention away from my Dad for a few minutes we refocus ourselves on Dad. The doctor took him in at 7:45. Gail, Jen, and I can't help from crying a few tears. My Dad is so tough, he is telling us he will be just fine. The doctors tell us he will be out around 1:30.

Ok, we can get through six hours. 

It's 8:00 and we eat breakfast..... it's 11:00 and Gail parents get to the hospital..... it's 11:30 and Jen and I go for a walk around the hospital grounds..... it's 12:30 and we manage to eat lunch...... it's 1:30..... it's 2:30..... nothing.....our thoughts are going places they never should have to go..... it's 3:00 and one of the doctors come down to our waiting room and tells us he is doing fine and its taking longer than expected and it will be 1-2 more hours. We call Darin and update him. It's 4:00.....Jen and I walk it off again...... its 5:30.....it's 6:00 Doctor Fox comes down to tell us surgery is over and it went better than expected!!!!!!  Jen and I burst into tears.... happy tears. Later I told Jen I wanted to grab the Dr. and just hug him and she had wanted to do the same thing..... we didn't. We saved the drama this time around.

At 6:30 Jen took it upon herself to find Dad. His room number hadn't appeared on the computer screen in our room. Jen took Gail, me, Gail's overnight bag, Dad's overnight bag, and some other random bags we used when we made our 10 hour home in the waiting room, down to the first floor. We got to see Dad. He was perfect! Healing and resting. I could breath again. My Dad is OK.

Thanks to all who sent prayers and positive thoughts!