Steve sang in a friends wedding. Congrats B.J. and Shawna. He sang Rascal Flatts "I Won't Let Go". He was amazing. We met a really awesome couple that used to live here in Wichita and now lives in Washington, D.C. Like us, they only knew the bride and groom so we spent the rehearsal dinner and reception with them. If she lived closer she would join the herd. Whitney took this picture of us.
Whitney had a volleyball tournament Saturday. It's still hard to get used to her playing high school volleyball. She has a great jump serve, and I thought it looked really good, she said it's been better. I was proud of her, (always).
Jake and Carrie are on their way home from Boston, for good. YAY.
Spent the night in the ER after the wedding and reception. Steve had a dentist appt. 3 weeks ago for a toothache. The dentist said there was nothing wrong and the pain would subside. He's abused the pain killers, changed tooth paste, and was controlling it. But Saturday night the man that ran 23 mile with torn meniscus (surgery is July 6), Morton's neuroma (surgery is July 13). If he's off for 4 weeks with his knee and 3 weeks having the nerve taken out of his foot (the option that gets him back running quickest) he's doing them at the same time. Anyway, he hadn't slept good in a couple of days because nothing hurts like a toothache. There are no after hours emergency dentists in Wichita on Saturday night and Sunday. So we went to the emergency room. IT WAS SO BUSY!!! Five hours, $50.00 co-pay, pain shot in the butt, shot to the block the nerve in the gum, two lortab and three prescriptions we were back home and in bed at 4:30 a.m. He has some relief and an appointment with the dentist Monday afternoon.
I am so thankful for insurance. And nurses. And nurse practioners. And dentists. And Steve.
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