Update #133

So I realized after I put what I thought was an adorable comment about engagement ring #3 in a recent post that I never told you all the story of engagment rings #1 and #2.

Not too long after Dave proposed in the ICU down at UT, the nurses started giving him a hard time about not getting me a ring. I kept telling them that I didn't even need one, and that I certainly didn't need one while Dave was still in the hospital. But they were relentless.

One morning, Dave's parents and I were hanging out in his room, and Dave and his mom kept looking at each other and smiling in a weird way. Then, his mom reached over, still smiling, and started holding his hand - and he smiled too! Awkward! This is the conversation that ensued:

Me: What are you doing?

Dave: Trying to be smooth.

Me: Smooth? With your mom?!

Dave: You really didn't see what I was doing?

Me: (Confused look)

Dave: (Opening his hand) I thought you might want this.

In his hand was a three carat cubic zirconia silver plated ring with six smaller CZ stones around it. Turns out that while I was at Dave's parents' place taking a shower that morning, his mom had gone down to a $5 jewelry sale that UT was having in the cafeteria, and she had picked out two outrageously large "diamond" rings for Dave to choose from to give to me. Fake ring #1, the one his mom transferred not-so-stealthly to him and he handed me that morning, lasted two and a half months before the large stone fell out. Fake ring #2, a four carat CZ solitaire, is still going strong but has a habit of leaving another kind of ring on my hand - green is my favorite color, but not around my ring finger. Fake ring #3 came today thanks to the gift certificate to the Drake Gift Shop that Dave got from Drake for his birthday - $10 of CZ and silver and well worth the investment.

The shopping trip was just one fun part of a good Monday. More walking during PT, more "normal" tasks during OT, more solid food, more wedding planning. Praying for another good day tomorrow...