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So this was actually a blessing in disguise.
I woke up Saturday morning with a pain on my right side. I thought it was gas or whatever from the night before. My father in law and I went out for some Friday night beers and bar food. Fried fish, nachos with hot as hell peppers and just tons of beer. HAHA
So as the day went on, the pain was getting stronger. Then would go away. So I still thought it was nothing really. I did a personal project with my 3 year old. I told him I wanted a photo shoot with his sister (3 week old) and he was going to be the director. After 30 minutes of explaining to him what the hell a director did, he agreed and said lets go buy props. HAHA
Took him to toys r us, bed bath and beyond and then to get lunch to talk about what he wanted to do. For a 3 year old, he gets it better than some AD's I have worked with. He even kept under his $50 budget.
So we get home, he starts demanding mommy around, like he actually understood he was supposed to do that. We did the shoot and made it 30 minutes in when I just couldn't do anymore. I had the worst pains. But when I showed him the photos on the camera, he said good job it was complete. I had to agree, his vision was met from what he told me at lunch. Iwill post pics tomorrow when I get home from the hospital.
My goal for the personal project was to let someone else direct my shoot. I picked the subject, they picked props and end results. I wanted to make it a step harder. Have my 3 year old direct how it goes and then see if I captured his vision. You all know damn well that a 3 year old is brutally honest and will tell you if it sucks or not. Well 3 of the 10 I showed him did not make the cut. I thought those 3 were killer too. HAHAH
But back to my point of this post. So you all know I was supposed to be shooting this wedding then it was cancelled. Around 6pm, when I couldn't continue the shoot with my kids any longer, I was doubled over in pain. Just at the time the reception would have started. I went to try and rest and see if maybe it was just from the night before. Around 8pm, I couldnt move and my father in law rushed me to the ER.
After being in the ER for 2 hours I went to the restroom and passed what looked like a giant picture of a germ. Like you see in cartoons. I got the DR and he said, that is what he thought. Kidney stones. But he has never seen someone pass one that large that fast. If you have an iPhone, it was almost as big as the cutout for the earpiece on the front of the phone. It was almost instantly I felt better. SO they did the normal scans and found a few more stones, not as large, but there are a few more. They said I will pass them in a few days or so and shouldnt be in pain like this time.
So in the end, I feel really bad the bride did not get married. But in a way I think this was gods way of saving me from having to be rushed out of a wedding and possibly ruining part of a brides day. I am kind of glad the wedding was cancelled now that this happened. But I still feel bad for the bride that she ended up canceling the wedding.
Moral of the story. Everything happens for a reason. Also take this as a reminder to had backups, even if you feel healthy. Shit can hit the fan in the matter of minutes.