My Lost Ring

It has not been a good couple of days. On Thursday I looked down at my hand and realized I was missing my engagement ring. I have no idea when it disappeared or where. The only thing I know is that it was definitely on my hand on Tuesday at work and by Thursday at 1:00 pm, it was gone. I've been swimming on Wednesday mornings, so I figure it could have fallen off in the pool. Unfortunately, several trips back to check have yielded nothing. Today, I visited all the pawnshops in town, with the hope that someone found it and brought it in. The entire thing makes me sick to my stomach and I'm torn between curling up in a ball and sleeping until someone finds it and manically covering all of Whitehorse with a metal detector. If you have heard rumor of a found ring, or if you happened to find a ring - I'm offering a $500 reward for its safe return, no questions asked. I'm sending lots of prayers to St. Anthony and I hope that the week-end ends on a good note. I'm not sure if I do find the ring, if I'll ever wear it again. This has been just too tough on my nerves. The missing ring is the one in the middle of this picture:

UPDATE- The ring has been found! Yippee! It must have fell off while I was digging through the garden on Wednesday after work. Tony found it using the metal detector in a pile of mulch beside my perennial bed. It going in to get resized on Monday!