At 37 years of age mum and dad have finally got rid of my brother......he is a married man hoorayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!
Serious tho, what a wonderful day and especially moving since my dad was well enough to go. He drove his son to the church and I know how proud dad was of him. He looked super in his tophat and tails and he managd the whole day without any probs. He was well prepared with his oxygen and used it when needed.
Dad saw his grandchildren having fun running around and my brothers' son was his best man also and it was lovely. He was exhausted when he got home late at night but the fact he was there was amazing. Just goes to show that even with some adjustments and planning (the photographer came to my dad to save him walking down the steps (and back up) that you can still enjoy the time you have and don't have to miss out on anything.