There are a few new posts, so scroll down if you want to see what we've been up to the last month.
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Great Grandpa Kerr's 90th Birthday
While we were down visiting, we took Emily to the Play Place at McDonalds for the first time, and she loved it! Dave and I took turns taking her through the Sky Tubes and down the slide-which was her favorite part.
Saturday, September 13, 2008
BYU Game and BBQ
Shark Bite
I went to the doctor in late June to have a few things checked out, and he decided to go ahead and have one of my moles removed. My grandfather died of melanoma and my mom has already had it, so I knew that my skin has the potential for some pretty bad cancer. I didn't think anything of it until the pathology report came back and I needed to have it re-done, taking a bigger piece of my arm this time. That was a little scary, but it got even worse when the second pathology report came back and they decided to refer me to the Huntsman Cancer Institute.
All I could think about was that I was only 23 and that Dave and Emily need me. So, I met with a surgical oncologist and he had his pathologist look at my slides (from the first two surgeries). He called me two days later saying that the report came back positive for melanoma. He wanted me to come up the next week so they could do a more invasive surgery and remove all of the cancer cells. We drove up to the LDS hospital at 5:30 am on Monday, August 25th. They knocked me out to do the surgery, so I only remember being wheeled around on a gurney, but when we had a follow-up appointment the very next day, my doctor told me that everything had been successful and that they had gotten all of the cancer cells. YAY!
This really was a wake up call for me that I shouldn't put off till tomorrow what I can do today. I don't want to procrastinate anymore (I still do sometimes), and I want to be a wife and mother that appreciates the process of growing up. I will always have a scar and a divot in my arm, like a shark bite, to remind me that life is too short to wait to do the important things.
All I could think about was that I was only 23 and that Dave and Emily need me. So, I met with a surgical oncologist and he had his pathologist look at my slides (from the first two surgeries). He called me two days later saying that the report came back positive for melanoma. He wanted me to come up the next week so they could do a more invasive surgery and remove all of the cancer cells. We drove up to the LDS hospital at 5:30 am on Monday, August 25th. They knocked me out to do the surgery, so I only remember being wheeled around on a gurney, but when we had a follow-up appointment the very next day, my doctor told me that everything had been successful and that they had gotten all of the cancer cells. YAY!
This really was a wake up call for me that I shouldn't put off till tomorrow what I can do today. I don't want to procrastinate anymore (I still do sometimes), and I want to be a wife and mother that appreciates the process of growing up. I will always have a scar and a divot in my arm, like a shark bite, to remind me that life is too short to wait to do the important things.
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Cougar Kickoff
Tonight was the Cougar Kickoff, where you "can meet all of your favorite players." Since Dave had to work, I figured that Emily and I wouldn't go, but Dave and I have been joking about getting Emily's picture with Max Hall(the quarterback) for a long time. So I decided to brave the crowd and see what I could get. There were a lot of LONG lines to meet the players (especially the good ones), but in the end, it was worth it. Emily loved getting her picture taken with not only Max Hall, but Austin Collie, Harvey Unga, and of course, Cosmo the Cougar. She loved Cosmo! Instead of looking at the camera, she kept trying to pet his face. She didn't want to look at the camera when the other guys were holding her either-she kept looking at them, as if to say "You're not my dad." They all seemed really impressed that she didn't cry when they held her, though. (Of course they had no idea that she is already boy crazy at 9 month!)
Monday, July 28, 2008
My Little Monkey
I've called Emily my Monkey for a long time now, but she is really living up to her new name these days. She just turned nine months, and she is climbing onto and up everything she can. Her stroller is new item of choice, but of course there is the couch, and inevitably the end table. And we can't forget anything and everything on the ground. If Dave or I are sitting/laying on the ground, she will use our shoulders or head
s as stepping stones!
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