I know, I know, I said I'd be more frequent with entries, and I apologize. I've got to get myself in the habit again and make the time to put down my thoughts. It's cathartic in a way, and some of the comments I've received from people I don't know have been very nice. That's not to say I'm doing this for the recognition, but it does give you an extra incentive to write more often.
With that said, I must start with my trip with Nick to the UK last month. It was so much fun! It was our first time to Europe together, and the both of us had been to London several times before, but neither of us had ever ventured outside London. We took 10 days and visited London, Newcastle, Edinburgh and Manchester, all of which were fantastic. I loved seeing all of the new places with Nick, exploring ancient castles, riding through the countryside on trains, experiencing life in Britain outside London.
We also got to meet up with a dear friend and my "little brother" Conor. It was awesome to finally meet in person after developing our friendship online and on the phone. What a great time we had together! He and Nick hit it off as well, which pleased me very much. I was nervous about meeting him because sometimes online friends are very different in person, but that wasn't the case with Conor. He's coming to the US in June for the first time so it will be great to show him around Long Island and New York City. He's very excited about coming over, as am I!
New Year's came and went with little fanfare. Nick and I decided to go low-key this year, so we chilled a bottle of Moet and at 10 to midnight went into the outdoor hot tub in the back yard, popped open the bottle, and toasted in the New Year under the stars. It was divine! And of course, it was romantic and beautiful spending it with my handsome man.
Speaking of, he gave me quite a scare last Saturday. We were watching TV, and he got up to go to the bathroom. Everything was fine, and a few minutes later I heard a loud *thud*. I ran in to find him on the floor with his head on the side of the tub, having a seizure. I was HORRIFIED to say the least, but tried to keep my cool. I tried to talk to him but it was no good - he just continued to seize and blankly stared off into space. I grabbed the phone to dial 911, but by the time they answered he came to and said, "NO, no ambulance!" I hung up and he was completely disoriented and didn't know what happened.
I got him to the bed and he laid down and he was extremely lethargic and still quite disoriented. He didn't know what happened, and when I told him he didn't remember anything except it getting a little fuzzy before he blacked out. I wanted him to go to the ER because this has never happened before, but he was refusing. I then told him he had a choice of either going in our car or in an ambulance, but that he WAS going. He chose the car. Wise choice. :)
We got to the hospital around 8:30PM and was there until 4am. They ran test after test, and fortunately(?) found nothing wrong. The first doctor told us that the seizure could have been caused by his head hitting the tub, but that he should see a neurologist to be sure. After the rest of the tests came back negative they still wanted him to see a neurologist to be sure, but Mr. Stubborn Pants won't go. He is going with the first doctor's analysis and said that if it happened again he'll go. My concern is that it could happen again at a most inopportune time, like when he's driving, or in the shower, or somewhere else that could be potentially dangerous. I worry about him so much - he's the love of my life, and I couldn't bear thinking that something horrible happened that could've been prevented, or at the very least, managed properly.
This month is going to be extremely hectic at work. We're bringing 1300 people to Freeport in the Bahamas at the end of March and we're in full production mode. There's tons of work to be done, so long hours will be spent making sure every detail is completed and nothing overlooked. There will be frayed nerves, many arguments among us, and maybe even a nervous breakdown or two, but this group is our bread and butter and we have to make sure it goes off without a hitch. Fortunately, we have a new person on staff who has extensive group experience, so having her here definitely helps. I'm looking forward to going to Freeport and making sure everything goes well. It's very rewarding once we're there to have so many people come up to us and thank us for a job well done. Somehow, all the drama leading up to the event seems worth it. At least the money is.... :)