The day began as any other "day before" a wedding day. We spent the morning running around, trying to finish up all last minute details. That afternoon, I was headed to our suite to prepare things for the girls the next day, and Robbie went out with the guys to the trampoline park. This was to be the last time we'd see each other before the wedding day. I joked, "don't break an arm!" A few hours later, I get a call from Robbie that something had gone wrong. I rushed to the ER to find the doctor telling him that he had torn both of his patellar tendons in a freak accident and that he had to have emergency surgery. We were both scared, but knew the show must go on. As Robbie was recovering from his surgery, I went to our rehearsal and spread the news. Minus rescheduling the honeymoon, things continued as planned, with the addition of the groom's wheelchair.