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Sunday, July 31, 2011

Lori

I have a dear friend Lori. When Damon and I bought our house, she was the first to come over and introduce herself and she was so nice and welcoming. She had her baby Lilly 3 months before our little Livi was suppose to come. I felt a strong connection to her and her family.
After our accident, bless her heart. She brought us food. Her husband spent many hours working on our yard. She cried with me and held my hand at Livi's funeral and supported me through the darkest and hardest hours of my life.
In February she was diagnosed with breast cancer. I visited her at the hospital. We cried together over scars, body image, pain and everything else that comes from having both survived traumatic surgeries and having to deal with cards that we never thought we would be dealt.
She is my hero. She is beautiful with her bald head. She is beautiful in everywhere from her heart to her smile that lights up the room.
She needs our help. She is a mother of five. Due to all of the medical bills as you can expect she is struggling. She has completed her fifth round of chemo and on August 27th we are going to celebrate and raise money for her.
I know I have a lot of family and friends out there that read my blog. Please keep her in your prayers. If you want to help out on August 27th or have something to donate for her silent auction. - Get a hold of me!!!!
May we all be each other's angels ....any way we can!

Monday, July 25, 2011

Haa Haa Haa


Damon and I have had one crazy week. We have lots of little projects going on. With me returning back to work it is hard to get everything back into a routine and schedule. Damon loves Shrek. He was very excited to show me mailing labels that he bought. I looked at them and looked at them. I couldn't believe the city name. Haa Haa - I almost pee'd my panties!

Friday, July 15, 2011

Super 8

Damon & I along with awesome friends A&C. Went and saw the movie Super 8. It is the kind of movie I hate. I think my sister-in-law SiSi told us not to see it. She didn't like it either. However I try to find something in everything to relate life and what is going on around me.
The movie plot: Train crash and alot of other things... I won't give it away. A lot of it too close to home for comfort for me and it was scary and I have to admit I kept my eyes closed for most of it. It is a little bit scary.
However in the movie there is a quote that has become my motto for now:
Bad things happen...but we can still live.
May the bad things teach us how to live & love.

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Doctors and Doctors and More Doctors

I think that if I would write a book this would be its title. For those of you - who have ever had the opportunity to deal with the medical field more than once and learn of different doctors and personalities...you know what I am talking about.
I had yet another medical procedure done. This is a repeat from 2009 but due to my car accident had to be redone again. I cringed thinking this is going to hurt. Yep it did like always. I think I am immune to pain to somewhat of a level.
Before my accident....I hate shots, I can't look at needles. When drawing my blood I would turn and look the opposite direction, while holding my breath and almost always coming to the edge of passing out.
Now...go ahead and shot me...Yep I had a finger prick everyday for 4 months. To make sure my blood was clotting correctly. I can look at needles now. Although I won't consider them my friends by any means. Drawing blood...no biggie...5 vials on Wednesday to measure my titers and all of the lovely blood transfusions that I had to have. No holding breath here anymore. Just a breeze...Like a lovely walk through Sugar House Park or like the Other Half Marathon...I did in Moab.
Not really good news from the medical procedure, but I kind of knew that in the back of my mind. But still hoping for good news. Guess what another medical procedure tomorrow. I bet that one hurts too.
May we all appreciate the technology of the medical field. May we all see the good that sometimes comes from pain.

Sunday, July 3, 2011

You Have To Be Kidding Me!

This week has been crazy!!!! I am beginning to think that life is crazier than ever and it is going to stay this way. Getting back into the swing of things and work has been difficult, but I knew and expected that it would!
I have had to endure more medical procedures and I think....well at least it isn't surgery but it still hurts and there is still pain....still more to come.
Now I started driving and I was feeling pretty confident but have to admit I still has PTSD. Guess what someone hit me while I was stopped. Yep, that is right I was completely stopped. This Lady in a Suburban tried to get in the turning lane next to me and went up over the median and took out my side of my Honda Pilot. I was shaking, crying...what luck I have. Luckily some witnesses stopped and gave me the license plate number as she turned and took off. She got caught. Why are we always in a hurry....hmmm I wonder?
Then I was getting ready to drive to St. George when Damon called and said he was in the worst pain in his life. Drove back home, to him to the ER and he had a kidney stone. It was weird having the role reversal. Him the patient, me the care- taker. I hated being in the ER just for the three hours, the sounds, the noise, the smells...everything came back. He is better and I am glad it was just that!
May we all take time...to enjoy the little things and not to always be in a hurry!

Friday, June 24, 2011

First Birthday in Heaven

Dear Livi - Happy First Birthday in Heaven. If you were here I promise we would have had one awesome first birthday party for you. I would have taken lots of pictures. I would have wanted to see your smile and see you eat your birthday cake. We would have had a cute girly theme and I probably would go out of my way crafting it - to make it extra special - with some of those little "Mom" touches - I would have done! I wonder if you would have taken your first steps soon. I wonder if you would get along with your little cousins. I wonder if you would have looked more like your dad or more like me?

Wow. I can't believe it has been a year. Through out this year I have learned.....sometimes your spirit says things and knows things in your heart before your physical body... sometimes you have to push your physical body to catch up with your spirit....sometimes there are no answers.

I listened to a wise soul...who advised me to make today special....do random acts of kindness in your honor and memory.

We delivered Cafe Rio to the firefighters of South Salt Lake. Kai he loved getting up in the fire truck and driving the steering wheel. Then some really special boys came B, N, W and their mom R. They got to see all the cool things that the firefighters do all the tools all the cool boy stuff. We went for a ride up in the high ladder. It took us up 85 feet. This ladder truck actually came to the scene.

I met Alex- the paramedic firefighter....he talked to me a lot. He explained that I was the hardest extrication that they have done because the Subaru car contributed to saving my life. Every time they tried to move the engine the car and it's parts would clamp down on my legs because that is what a car is suppose to do to keep you safe. It makes it hard to get someone out of a car. Alex gave me a hug - when I walked into the fire station and reported that it was good to see me. I asked him if I was nice and he said yes. He reported that during the car accident I would not let go of his hand. He held my hand the entire time he said. He would stop when he had to put the IV's in, but he would then grab my hand as soon as his other hand was free. Wow, what an amazing story....some stranger gave me their hand to hold, while I was going through the darkest day of my life... He said he had to pry it away once I was on the stretcher ready to get into the medical helicopter. He said, I have to go but you are going to be in good hands.

I wonder Livi - did you say this to me as well? Or maybe I said, it's okay you can go...I know you will be in good hands.

Ryan - he was so sweet with all of the boys and he was showing them everything. He told me that the uniforms they wore that day were about 40-50lbs. Imagine that in the blistering sun because last year it was over 90 degrees. He said that he almost fainted because when he went to get the chains out of the fire truck to wrap around the engine to try and get it off my lap that he didn't realize how heavy they were. Then he told me, "You are a miracle....he said that I died twice in the car." He said that because I had acidosis in my legs and they were pinned under the engine that every time they released it a little....I would go out....they would have to pump in more IV's and a IV medicine. He said, "you are lucky to be alive girl...it is so good to see you. I told him, "in a weird way...this is therapy for me.

My mom was there when he said this, is simply put down my sunglasses and tears ran down my check. I died twice. I live today.

I turned to my friend R that was near and told her, "He said, I died twice." She said there obviously is a reason you are still here today."

I went up in the bucket 85 feet high in the sky. I was with Soph, Rod and little Kai Kai. Two of the firefighters that took me up where present at the scene of the accident.

One reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. He said, "I carry your picture of your car accident with me as a reminder to make sure that I take nothing for granted each and every day." He had my car or what was left of my car on his phone ....has had it since last year.
He said, "You are lucky... you hit a electricity box and took out one of the concrete barriers. We had to pick and move the concrete barrier before you could even get to you to preform your medical care. He went on to say.... you were only 6 ft away from a gas line. If you had your impact there. You would not be here today.

We took pictures together....I gave all the firefighters a high five and thanked them for saving my life. One firefighter Mike grabbed my high-five and gave me a big hug. He said it was really hard for the firefighters to walk away from the scene and come back to the station not knowing what was going to happen to me....if I would make it. He said it was good for them to see me....to give them hope for all of the hard work they do...to know that they make a difference.

Hats off and I mean hats off.... to my forever heroes. Thank you South Salt Lake Fire Fighters. Thank you and Cafe Rio are not enough. Nothing will ever be enough.

Livi - R and her boys and Aunt Sophie and Kai went to the new swimming pool in our subdivision. We played in the water. The boys all loved it...I think. Kai even went down the water slide once with B and the other time by himself ...I caught him going down on his back. He is a brave little stinker.

We came home to chocolates a beautiful quote, flowers with little purple butterflies all in them and a Edible Arrangements from Grandpa Frazier. R gave us a beautiful peony plant, some sweet pea seeds and Diane D. gave us a pink angel to put in our garden.

Dad & I went to your grave. We talked to you. There were beautiful flowers there with a Happy Birthday Balloon. The grass is difficult for me to walk on because of my ankle strength. Light was shining and I felt warmth and peace.

We went to Vivia's house to pick her up for dinner but all of our phones had died. We left a note for her. I wanted in the car, while your Dad went to see if she was home.

My tiny tender mercy came as I looked out the window and saw a yellow butterfly fly by. I haven't seen a live butterfly since the accident but whenever I see a butterfly for some reason I think of you. Dad came back to the car and he reported that he say it too and it reminding him of you.

We did other things in your name and in your honor, to help those around us and in our community. Simple acts of kindness.

Kai, Aunt Sophie and I sang you Happy Birthday in the car while we drove to the pool later on in the day. We hope you heard it.

May you have a Happy Birthday in Heaven.
May you also know that, "If loved could have saved you....you would have lived forever."

Dear Corrine-

Wow, one year. I can't believe it. You are in my heart always, especially
today. I hope the remembering has not been overly brutal today, though I
suppose you are probably feeling pretty raw. I just want you to know that I
love you and remember you and your Livi every day.

Much love,
Adrienne


Just wanted you to know we were thinking of you and Damon today. Your lil angel is watching over you. Know we feel your heartache as only someone who has lost a child can. We love you so much!
May our Tiny angel rest her wings!
Love Patti and Dad

Friday, June 17, 2011

Cancer


To my Aunt Alice: Fight Like a Girl! You are one tough chick!
If I can be a survivor and walk again - you can and will fight!
We will hold your hand and be there beside you all the way!