So by now, I think most of you have “heard” through the PF grapevine that J and I are engaged! See readers, this just proves that like paying off debt, persistence pays off! ;)Like I promised in my last post, I would share the dramatics of my engagement story today. The actual engagement itself will be kept private between J and I but I promise there’s still lot’s of good stuff to share!
First, I’m going to take a blast from the past to remind you all of my most popular post to date on Girl Meets Debt – She Said, He Said: Engagement Rings. To sum it up, J thought he should pick out my ring because he loves surprises and wants to be Mr. Romantic. I think surprises are overrated and since I only plan on having one engagement ring in my lifetime, I wanted to choose my ring. I emphasized that he could still be Mr. Romantic and surprise me with the actual engagement itself. The verdict – like any good marriage – we compromised! J and I chose to buy my ring at a local Vancouver diamond store that lets you pick our your diamond and style first, then they custom make the ring for you after. I didn’t see the finished ring until after J proposed.
Now onto engagement night…
Right away I could see the ring was too small. In my head I remember thinking, “Dammit, I waited too long for this ring and this moment. I will wear this ring!” And wear the ring was exactly what I did…
For five freaking minutes!!!
Then my finger started swelling up and quickly turning all shades of purple/blue/green! J and I did everything we could to slide off the ring without damaging it. We tried the soap trick, the Windex trick. The simple – pull it off now trick. I’ve never felt so panicked over a material object in my life! The pain was also so intense that I was doing everything in my power not to burst into tears. After an hour of this DIY, we knew we had to make a trip to the Emergency Room to have them either slide the ring off or cut it off. Talk about romantic!
On the drive to the ER, J and I couldn’t help but laugh at our bad luck! Seriously guys, we are so unlucky!!!
After checking into the ER and having a few nurses give me awkward congratulations while I grimaced thank you in reply, J and I sat down to wait. And we waited. Then waited some more. I love “free” universal healthcare in Canada but they really have to do something about the obscenely long wait times for “emergencies.” I knew I wasn’t in life-threatening condition but my finger had swollen up so big I could have floated away like a hot-air balloon!
2 hours later, I saw the doctor and to sum it up – she didn’t do anything to ease the pain. She put some medical jelly on my finger and using the old-fashioned method, twisted and yanked the ring off while ignoring my cries of anguish. I told her that was the most painful thing I have yet to experienced and she replied “wait until you have kids.” Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh scary!!!
There you have it friends, my romantic engagement night spent in the ER.
So now I guess I become another engaged female PF blogger? My twist? Join me as I plan a modest wedding while paying off $44,000 in student loan debt and $1,500 left on my personal loan! Oh this should be fun!