As I went downstairs to get Drew his painkiller, I was thinking furiously. Though Drew has had nightmares in the past, none had affected him so badly before. He still had his headache, and Drew off his food, was unheard of. I decided that I needed to talk to Dave Before anything else, so I went to look for him.

I found him in the garden, enjoying the bright start to the day.

"Dave, can I talk to you about Drew, I'm worried."

"Bad enough to call the doctor?" he queried," Or just needing an eye kept on him."

"I don't know." I wailed.

"Calm down, Jen! You're not going to help anyone getting panicky. Tell me what has got you so frustrated!"

So I told him about last nights nightmare, and Drew's' condition this morning. When I had finished, he went quiet while he considered the situation. While he was contemplating, I thought, once again, that I must have done something right to have him as my partner, I definitely didn't deserve him.

Dave then broke into my woolgathering as he said,

"I don't think that we need to worry the doctor yet, give him his painkiller, and try to get him to eat something. Even if it's only a round of toast. Obviously he can't take Maddy's place as bridesmaid and, as Maddy can't do it either, we will have to tell Cherie that they will have to go with one less bridesmaid. It's not the end of the world. However, the way things are going, if the doctors need a decision about Drew, then we, you or I, will have to make it. If that happens then, my darling, we are going to have to be strong and make the best choices we can out of what is available. What will give Drew the best quality of life?"

*Then he kissed me ******WOW******.

***** BACK TO DREW'S POINT OF VIEW *****

When I got back from my shower I was feeling a little better. I was still groggy, but at least I was thinking straight again. Now, if only I could do something about the man with the big drum, who was beating it inside my head.

Just then mum came in with a glass of orange, and two tablets. Thank goodness for that!!

Mum said to put on some slacks and an open neck shirt, as I would be in the wheelchair, and then we went downstairs. I had a couple of slices of toast and a cup of tea, while Maddy demolished a full English breakfast.

We all said good morning to aunt Cherie when she came in to see if anyone wanted anything else.

Dad then broke the news that, as the wedding wasn't till three o-clock, and we would be in the way, he would be taking us for a walk round Dobwalls. Maddy groaned, and said;

"Ancient Monuments!! YEUK!!"

"Wait and see." said dad.

Off we set, with dad pushing me and uncle John pushing Maddy. After about five minutes, it is only a fairly small village; we were approaching what looked, from a distance, like a garden centre. Then we saw a sign...

*****DOBWALLS FAMILY ADVENTURE PARK*****

Turns out it was like a small theme park with scale models of American trains, (based on the 'Rio Grande' and 'Union Pacific' railroads.)

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(AUTHORS NOTE: THIS THEME PARK DOES EXIST AND IS WELL WORTH A VISIT IF YOU ARE IN THE AREA.)

www.chycor.co.uk/tourism/cata-guest/dobwalls-fap/dobwalls-fap.htm

The models were big enough to ride on, and there was also a museum telling the history of the park and about the railroads that they are based on. We had a brill time and, with being in wheelchairs, they kept taking us to the front of the queue at the rides. We had lunch there, (only fast food, but we would get fed at the reception.) At about two thirty we, reluctantly, set off for the church.

Maddy and I, in our wheelchairs, were taken to the front of the church, at one side. We had an excellent view. Five minutes later, mum, aunt Carol and aunt Cherie arrived and sat on the second row. (The front row was apparently reserved for the bridesmaids.)

The organist, who had been playing light background music up to now, started to play 'Mendelssohn's' wedding march' and Jules and the other bridesmaids started down the aisle. They were followed by my cousin and her dad. She looked absolutely gorgeous. Her dress had a fitted bodice and waist, and then went to a parallel sheath down to her feet. It was made of a satin like material, covered with lace and decorated with pearl beads. A white lace veil, held on by a pearl and diamante tiara, a pearl necklace and white two-inch heeled shoes to finish it. Her bouquet was of mixed lilies, which contrasted nicely, giving a splash of colour. As I said earlier, she was beautiful.

As the service ran its course, all of the ladies around required tissues, including Maddy. Even I had to borrow a tissue at one point.

'Well, I got some dust in my eye didn't I?'

The reception was held at a local hotel and started with a four-course meal. A choice of starter, Coq au Vin with all the trimmings as the main course, Fruit Salad with Ice Cream for dessert, and finished off with coffee, cheese and biscuits. Then we had the speeches, which as usual tended to embarrass the bride and groom. And of course they had to contain the usual inane comments e.g.: May all your troubles be little ones.

After the speeches, the tables were all cleared away and a disc jockey set up his equipment for the dancing afterwards. Maddy and I were wheeled to a point where we could talk to each other and see what was going on. Everyone started to dance and enjoy themselves.

Everyone except me that is. My headache was going worse and I felt the room starting to fade as the night wore on. A couple of times, Maddy had to repeat herself because I hadn't heard her. My head was splitting and the room was starting to spin, everything felt as if it were somewhere else and not happening to me. As things started to fade out and blackness descended, I was vaguely aware of someone screaming.................