Thursday October 11, 2007
This morning I woke up feeling nauseous. I guess it is better than having contractions and being in labor, but I thought that the nausea was supposed to leave with the first trimester. No such luck for me but you take what you get. They discharged me around 9 a.m. Skeet had been in earlier but had to run to his office. I had driven myself to the hospital yesterday so he didn't need to be there to drive me home. I stopped at the pharmacy to pick up a prescription for the nausea and the pills that would keep me from going back into labor, and I headed home. I was told to take the pills every few hours so I planned on staying home from work all day today too. This, I was not to upset about, mainly because I still felt very sick to my stomach.
I laid on the couch all day, doing nothing but watching TV and sleeping. I couldn't really eat or drink anything because of the nausea and the heartburn. Skeet had taken the rest of the day off to spend with me, it was nice to not be alone. Around 5:00 p.m. I felt a headache coming on. I know I am not allowed to take anything but Tylenol and I wanted to avoid even taking that but eventually I had to. The pain was becoming unbearable. I put an ice pack on my head and tried to drink some water. The pain kept getting worse and I didn't know what to do. I felt as though I might die if it kept progressing. Finally I put a call in to Labor and Delivery to see if they had any suggestions. They said they would page Dr. Sanders and have him call me.
While I was waiting for Dr. Sanders to call the very little that I had drank and eaten all day decided to grace me again with it's presence. Something was very wrong and I was very scared. When Dr. Sanders finally called me back I explained what was going on and he suggested we go come back to the hospital.
Neither Skeet and I were very happy about returning to the hospital after having left only that morning but I was sure I would die if we didn't. I probably wouldn't have but it would have been a miserable night. So back we went and they hooked me up to an IV. I had no signs of labor but they told me I was most likely dehydrated. They began to pump fluids into my body and gave me an ice pack for my head. Poor Skeet is exhausted and it looks like we are going to be here for a while.
At around 10:30 p.m. Dr. Sanders brought the nurses, and Skeet and I, a yummy chocolate shake that unfortunately I couldn't really enjoy, but Skeet loved his. I took a couple of bites but the heartburn was back in full force and my head was still throbbing. My nurse, Teri, decided to give me something to calm my stomach. I think it was a trick because the minute I swallowed that nasty stuff, I immediately threw up. But, it did make me feel better. They decided to give me another Ambien and Skeet is all set on the pull out bed, it looks like we may be here for the night.
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Friday, October 10, 2008
October 10, 2007
Wednesday October 10, 2007
I woke up today not feeling quite right. I couldn’t quite figure out what it was but something made me want to stay in bed. So I called Tami and told her I didn’t feel well and wouldn’t be in until later this afternoon, if I came in at all. I stayed in bed as long as I could stand but with my stomach protruding as much as it is, I couldn’t find a comfortable position. I am 31 weeks along, 32 this Friday, but I only look like I am between 25-28 weeks so I really shouldn’t complain. Avery must be tiny but Dr. Sanders isn’t worried because we shouldn’t expect that she, or I, will get very big with her arms and legs being only half the “normal” size.
I finally got out of bed around 11:00 and started getting ready to go into work. This is when I realized that I was having cramps but they were mainly in my back. They didn’t feel like contractions, I have been having Braxton hicks for weeks now and the cramps are nothing like those. I thought about lying down again but didn’t think it would help at all. So I called Dr. Sanders office. When I told Carrie, my favorite nurse, about the cramping she suggested I stop into Labor and Delivery to get checked out. I really wanted to avoid going there, especially because Avery isn’t due for another 8 weeks, but it’s better to be safe than sorry. I finished getting ready assuming that I would be headed to work in no time.
I put on my new black maternity tee from Old Navy and some capris, no need to get dressed up for only a few hours of work. When I looked in the mirror I thought once again about how I didn’t look like I was 8 weeks away from having a baby. Brushing it off, I headed to the hospital.
So far I had been lucky enough to avoid Labor and Delivery although I had spent some time in the ER and MedSurg after my tube ruptured at 11 weeks. As I walked through the hospital doors I tried to remember the last time I had been to Labor and Delivery. It was almost a year ago when Charise had Ayden. His delivery was so scary but thankfully everything had turned out okay. Unfortunately no one believed that ours would have even a similar outcome.
When I explained to the nurse what was going on she led me into a room to strap me up to the monitors. I was pretty excited about this because Avery hates the monitors and I feel her move a lot when they are attached. Today however, she was sort of quiet, only a few kicks and nudges. Her heartbeat was strong and I breathed a huge sigh of relief. I am not ready to let go yet. They did however find after a few minutes that I was having contractions and they were pretty regular, probably 8 minutes or so apart but not very strong. I started to panic a little bit. They called Dr. Sanders and I called Skeet. Skeet left work early to come and hang out with me and my mom showed up a few minutes later.
Dr. Sanders came in and confirmed that I was having labor pains and wanted to know what we wanted to do. They could try to stop the labor and we could keep Avery with us for a little while longer, or they can let it go and there would be a good chance I would deliver her in the next day or so. I opted for them to attempt to stop the labor. I know it isn’t likely that she will survive long after birth but I want to give her every chance she can to live. And like I said before… I’m not ready to let go. I can’t even explain how uncomfortable the process is when they stop labor. They stick pills in places I never want anyone to even look at, and they give you shots in the arm that hurt really bad! As embarrassing as it is, it worked. My contractions began to slow down and eventually became nonexistent. By this time I was in a gown and hooked up to an IV, I didn’t think they were going to let me go anywhere any time soon, and I was right. Dr. Sanders wants to monitor me overnight and pending any complications, they will let me go home in the morning.
I told Skeet to go home and sleep, he isn’t going to do any good here and if he ends up having to work tomorrow he will hate me for making him sleep on that stupid pull out bed. Before he left they gave me the results of the Fetal Fibronectin test. It is positive; there is a very good chance that Avery will be born in the next couple of weeks. They may as well have punched me in the gut too… I could barely breathe. I did keep it together for Skeet though, I didn’t want him to see me freak out and insist on staying with me tonight. He needs his sleep and I need time to think it all through. For the past 3 years all I have thought about is having a baby and now I am so close but it is nothing like I thought it would be. There is a very good chance that once my baby is born, she will stop breathing, her heart will stop and I will have to watch her die. I don’t know if anyone can be prepared for that. Luckily, they have given me some Ambien to help me sleep, and everyone has gone home. Maybe I will get some sleep tonight after all.
As I was experiencing everything on this day, I had no idea that half way across the world a beautiful baby boy was being born. Theo Dungey passed through this life peacefully on Wednesday October 10, 2007. Theo we will always remember you and we love you. To Andy and Clare, I wish that I could take away the pain that you are experiencing today. However, I am so thankful to have found you and to know that Theo and Avery are together, watching over us. I love you guys!!
I woke up today not feeling quite right. I couldn’t quite figure out what it was but something made me want to stay in bed. So I called Tami and told her I didn’t feel well and wouldn’t be in until later this afternoon, if I came in at all. I stayed in bed as long as I could stand but with my stomach protruding as much as it is, I couldn’t find a comfortable position. I am 31 weeks along, 32 this Friday, but I only look like I am between 25-28 weeks so I really shouldn’t complain. Avery must be tiny but Dr. Sanders isn’t worried because we shouldn’t expect that she, or I, will get very big with her arms and legs being only half the “normal” size.
I finally got out of bed around 11:00 and started getting ready to go into work. This is when I realized that I was having cramps but they were mainly in my back. They didn’t feel like contractions, I have been having Braxton hicks for weeks now and the cramps are nothing like those. I thought about lying down again but didn’t think it would help at all. So I called Dr. Sanders office. When I told Carrie, my favorite nurse, about the cramping she suggested I stop into Labor and Delivery to get checked out. I really wanted to avoid going there, especially because Avery isn’t due for another 8 weeks, but it’s better to be safe than sorry. I finished getting ready assuming that I would be headed to work in no time.
I put on my new black maternity tee from Old Navy and some capris, no need to get dressed up for only a few hours of work. When I looked in the mirror I thought once again about how I didn’t look like I was 8 weeks away from having a baby. Brushing it off, I headed to the hospital.
So far I had been lucky enough to avoid Labor and Delivery although I had spent some time in the ER and MedSurg after my tube ruptured at 11 weeks. As I walked through the hospital doors I tried to remember the last time I had been to Labor and Delivery. It was almost a year ago when Charise had Ayden. His delivery was so scary but thankfully everything had turned out okay. Unfortunately no one believed that ours would have even a similar outcome.
When I explained to the nurse what was going on she led me into a room to strap me up to the monitors. I was pretty excited about this because Avery hates the monitors and I feel her move a lot when they are attached. Today however, she was sort of quiet, only a few kicks and nudges. Her heartbeat was strong and I breathed a huge sigh of relief. I am not ready to let go yet. They did however find after a few minutes that I was having contractions and they were pretty regular, probably 8 minutes or so apart but not very strong. I started to panic a little bit. They called Dr. Sanders and I called Skeet. Skeet left work early to come and hang out with me and my mom showed up a few minutes later.
Dr. Sanders came in and confirmed that I was having labor pains and wanted to know what we wanted to do. They could try to stop the labor and we could keep Avery with us for a little while longer, or they can let it go and there would be a good chance I would deliver her in the next day or so. I opted for them to attempt to stop the labor. I know it isn’t likely that she will survive long after birth but I want to give her every chance she can to live. And like I said before… I’m not ready to let go. I can’t even explain how uncomfortable the process is when they stop labor. They stick pills in places I never want anyone to even look at, and they give you shots in the arm that hurt really bad! As embarrassing as it is, it worked. My contractions began to slow down and eventually became nonexistent. By this time I was in a gown and hooked up to an IV, I didn’t think they were going to let me go anywhere any time soon, and I was right. Dr. Sanders wants to monitor me overnight and pending any complications, they will let me go home in the morning.
I told Skeet to go home and sleep, he isn’t going to do any good here and if he ends up having to work tomorrow he will hate me for making him sleep on that stupid pull out bed. Before he left they gave me the results of the Fetal Fibronectin test. It is positive; there is a very good chance that Avery will be born in the next couple of weeks. They may as well have punched me in the gut too… I could barely breathe. I did keep it together for Skeet though, I didn’t want him to see me freak out and insist on staying with me tonight. He needs his sleep and I need time to think it all through. For the past 3 years all I have thought about is having a baby and now I am so close but it is nothing like I thought it would be. There is a very good chance that once my baby is born, she will stop breathing, her heart will stop and I will have to watch her die. I don’t know if anyone can be prepared for that. Luckily, they have given me some Ambien to help me sleep, and everyone has gone home. Maybe I will get some sleep tonight after all.
As I was experiencing everything on this day, I had no idea that half way across the world a beautiful baby boy was being born. Theo Dungey passed through this life peacefully on Wednesday October 10, 2007. Theo we will always remember you and we love you. To Andy and Clare, I wish that I could take away the pain that you are experiencing today. However, I am so thankful to have found you and to know that Theo and Avery are together, watching over us. I love you guys!!
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Prayers
Please pray for Tricia. She is very sick and back in the hospital. For updates go to http://www.cfhusband.blogspot.com/ .
Friday, October 3, 2008
Welcome to my boring life
Well I have had a few requests for updates but I am afraid I don't have much to write about. Things went well (as possible I guess) with the miscarriage. Dr. Sanders gave me a clean bill of health but that is pending the results of the test for Celiacs Disease that I asked him to order. I will probably know by the end of next week if I need to go in for a biopsy. He recommended that we think about adoption and even suggested trying a hybrid form of the fertility drug that was unsuccessful for us a couple of years ago. I have a phone consultation scheduled with Dr. D next week so I am going to hold off on making any decisions until I have all of our options.
I am still feeling empty and a little sad that things didn't quite work out the way we had prayed for. Especially with Avery's first birthday approaching so quickly. I thought for sure that I would be expecting when we hit that year mark but once again I am reminded that I have absolutely no control.
The weather is turning colder and the leaves are changing and all of it just takes me back to this time last year. The wind will hit me just right and I will have a flashback of Avery's burial day or the day I left the hospital with empty arms. All the emotions have come back, full force and feel so raw. I feel like I am experiencing the first stages of grieving all over again. I knew that her first birthday would be hard but I never imagined that it would hurt this badly. I can't help but imagine what she would be like if she were still with us. I can see a dark headed, chubby faced, adorable little girl crawling around and starting to stand. I can see her smile and hear her giggle. I can see the way she would have adored her daddy and I can almost feel her sweet little head on my shoulder as I steal hugs when she is sleepy. Oh how I wish that things could have been different for us but at the same time I am grateful for the arms that hold her now.
Skeet and I have decided to go on a little vacation. It will be our first in two years and long overdue. It won't be anything extravagant, just a long weekend in California. It's better than nothing though. We are fortunate to have the opportunity to go and not have to pay for lodging so we are very excited.
My classes are going well and I have submitted my papers to receive my associates degree in May. It has only taken me 3 years to get my associates... pretty sad isn't it? I am hoping that I can get my bachelors a little bit quicker than that. I am pretty proud of myself because I never thought I would get this far.
So that's about it, I warned you that my life is boring. If I get out this weekend I will get and post some pictures of the leaves changing... it's absolutely beautiful.
I am still feeling empty and a little sad that things didn't quite work out the way we had prayed for. Especially with Avery's first birthday approaching so quickly. I thought for sure that I would be expecting when we hit that year mark but once again I am reminded that I have absolutely no control.
The weather is turning colder and the leaves are changing and all of it just takes me back to this time last year. The wind will hit me just right and I will have a flashback of Avery's burial day or the day I left the hospital with empty arms. All the emotions have come back, full force and feel so raw. I feel like I am experiencing the first stages of grieving all over again. I knew that her first birthday would be hard but I never imagined that it would hurt this badly. I can't help but imagine what she would be like if she were still with us. I can see a dark headed, chubby faced, adorable little girl crawling around and starting to stand. I can see her smile and hear her giggle. I can see the way she would have adored her daddy and I can almost feel her sweet little head on my shoulder as I steal hugs when she is sleepy. Oh how I wish that things could have been different for us but at the same time I am grateful for the arms that hold her now.
Skeet and I have decided to go on a little vacation. It will be our first in two years and long overdue. It won't be anything extravagant, just a long weekend in California. It's better than nothing though. We are fortunate to have the opportunity to go and not have to pay for lodging so we are very excited.
My classes are going well and I have submitted my papers to receive my associates degree in May. It has only taken me 3 years to get my associates... pretty sad isn't it? I am hoping that I can get my bachelors a little bit quicker than that. I am pretty proud of myself because I never thought I would get this far.
So that's about it, I warned you that my life is boring. If I get out this weekend I will get and post some pictures of the leaves changing... it's absolutely beautiful.
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Update
Thank you, first off, to everyone that has been praying for us. I guess God's plan did not include us having a child at this time. As I am typing this I am experiencing my first miscarriage ever. I am devastated but know that I can get through this.
At my appointment on Thursday Dr. Sanders saw a sac but still no baby. It was determined that I had a blighted ovum or what they now call an early pregnancy failure. The embryo implanted but a baby never started to develop. I was given the choice of waiting for a miscarriage to occur on its own, which could have taken up to 5 more weeks, or I could induce a miscarriage. I decided to get it over with and started the process last night. It has been painful but I take comfort in knowing that there was never a baby. So yes, I am losing a pregnancy, but at least I know I am not losing another baby.
We will speak with our Dr. in Las Vegas after I have recovered and will discuss our options for the future. I am trying not to think about it right now, I don't know if I am ready to go through all this again just yet.
In the mean time I will be praying that the Lord will help me to get through every day. The He will keep me from breaking down every time I am in the presence of a pregnant woman or a sweet little baby. I have no idea how I will cope with that but I don't think I have a choice. Especially because I have two sisters-in-law that are expecting. I want to be happy for them but that doesn't keep my heart from aching.
Avery's 1st birthday is quickly approaching and I think I need to focus on getting through that in one piece. Thank you again for your prayers.
At my appointment on Thursday Dr. Sanders saw a sac but still no baby. It was determined that I had a blighted ovum or what they now call an early pregnancy failure. The embryo implanted but a baby never started to develop. I was given the choice of waiting for a miscarriage to occur on its own, which could have taken up to 5 more weeks, or I could induce a miscarriage. I decided to get it over with and started the process last night. It has been painful but I take comfort in knowing that there was never a baby. So yes, I am losing a pregnancy, but at least I know I am not losing another baby.
We will speak with our Dr. in Las Vegas after I have recovered and will discuss our options for the future. I am trying not to think about it right now, I don't know if I am ready to go through all this again just yet.
In the mean time I will be praying that the Lord will help me to get through every day. The He will keep me from breaking down every time I am in the presence of a pregnant woman or a sweet little baby. I have no idea how I will cope with that but I don't think I have a choice. Especially because I have two sisters-in-law that are expecting. I want to be happy for them but that doesn't keep my heart from aching.
Avery's 1st birthday is quickly approaching and I think I need to focus on getting through that in one piece. Thank you again for your prayers.
Saturday, September 13, 2008
Misleading
I have to apologize to everyone. I think a lot of people believed after my last post that I had miscarried. Well I haven't... yet. At the time of my last post I might as well have. I felt like I had been betrayed in some way. I thought for sure that it was all over and in a way I still feel that it could be.
My doctor wasn't pleased with the 236 beta and decided he wanted to do an ultrasound. Skeet and I went to Las Vegas this past weekend to do that ultrasound and some more blood work. The ultrasound showed a small sac. And when I say small... I mean almost microscopic. Well maybe not that small but it was small. He decided he wanted to just keep watching my numbers and as long as they are going up, even if it is just a small amount, he wants to treat it as a pregnancy. Basically he said that all we can do is wait and see. I interpreted it as I get to wait until I miscarry. He still thinks that it will be the final outcome of this pregnancy.
My beta number came back as a 419 on Friday so it had not even doubled since Monday. It still doesn't look good. I am going to see Dr. Sanders for another ultrasound and more bloodwork on Thursday.
I am starting to have more pregnancy symptoms which only makes this harder. I am trying with all my strength not to get attached but when I feel pregnant, it is hard not to. I cannot express how much all the thoughts and prayers mean to me. I feel so blessed to have such amazing friends, Thank you!
My doctor wasn't pleased with the 236 beta and decided he wanted to do an ultrasound. Skeet and I went to Las Vegas this past weekend to do that ultrasound and some more blood work. The ultrasound showed a small sac. And when I say small... I mean almost microscopic. Well maybe not that small but it was small. He decided he wanted to just keep watching my numbers and as long as they are going up, even if it is just a small amount, he wants to treat it as a pregnancy. Basically he said that all we can do is wait and see. I interpreted it as I get to wait until I miscarry. He still thinks that it will be the final outcome of this pregnancy.
My beta number came back as a 419 on Friday so it had not even doubled since Monday. It still doesn't look good. I am going to see Dr. Sanders for another ultrasound and more bloodwork on Thursday.
I am starting to have more pregnancy symptoms which only makes this harder. I am trying with all my strength not to get attached but when I feel pregnant, it is hard not to. I cannot express how much all the thoughts and prayers mean to me. I feel so blessed to have such amazing friends, Thank you!
Monday, September 8, 2008
Not Good at all
Well I guess that's it... my number only went to 236. That number is about 2000 less than what I was hoping for. I am devestated. I have no clue what to do now... I don't know if I can take any more disappointment and now I get to watch every one around me have babies. I get to sit by and wonder why I can't. I am so lost right now.
Saturday, September 6, 2008
Prayers Please!!
I have been debating whether or not to post about this for a few months now and feel it is time because we are in desperate need of prayers. On the 18th of this month Skeet and I did a Frozen Embryo Transfer to try for our second ( and maybe third) child. Everything seemed to work out perfectly and the timing couldn't have been better.
We were supposed to find out the results of our pregnancy test on the day of my aunt's funeral so I had it moved up a day. The results came back positive but the beta number was extremely low. It was a 5. Anything under a 5 is negative, that is so like Skeet and I, we are always pushing the limits. My (amazing) doctor wasn't optimistic, he suggested we do another test in a couple of days but felt that it was a chemical pregnancy. Two days later the number came back as a 14. That ruled out a chemical pregnancy but he still felt the number was way too low. He wanted me to test again in a few days. The third beta came back at an 82. I was excited but again my doctor, not so much. He explained that he was concerned that the number is still much lower than it should be and he feels that even if the pregnancy continues, it will most likely end in miscarriage, and probably soon.
I am going to be doing another test on Monday to check the levels again and see if things are still progressing. I am praying for a number around 2200 (they are supposed to double or triple every couple of days).
I would really appreciate if you could remember Skeet, my baby and I in your prayers. I want so badly for this baby to develop and be healthy. I know it is extremely early to be announcing the news but considering the situation I am desperate. I know that if we are meant to have this baby we will but some extra prayers can't hurt! Thank you!
We were supposed to find out the results of our pregnancy test on the day of my aunt's funeral so I had it moved up a day. The results came back positive but the beta number was extremely low. It was a 5. Anything under a 5 is negative, that is so like Skeet and I, we are always pushing the limits. My (amazing) doctor wasn't optimistic, he suggested we do another test in a couple of days but felt that it was a chemical pregnancy. Two days later the number came back as a 14. That ruled out a chemical pregnancy but he still felt the number was way too low. He wanted me to test again in a few days. The third beta came back at an 82. I was excited but again my doctor, not so much. He explained that he was concerned that the number is still much lower than it should be and he feels that even if the pregnancy continues, it will most likely end in miscarriage, and probably soon.
I am going to be doing another test on Monday to check the levels again and see if things are still progressing. I am praying for a number around 2200 (they are supposed to double or triple every couple of days).
I would really appreciate if you could remember Skeet, my baby and I in your prayers. I want so badly for this baby to develop and be healthy. I know it is extremely early to be announcing the news but considering the situation I am desperate. I know that if we are meant to have this baby we will but some extra prayers can't hurt! Thank you!
Monday, August 25, 2008
There are no words
I cannot express the grief and sadness that myself, my family and our community have experienced over the past few days. On Friday 10 amazing people were lost in a tragic airplane accident near Moab, UT. One of those 10 people was my Aunt Valerie. Val is my dad's only sister and one of the most beautiful women I have ever known, inside and out. She will be deeply missed by all of us. Val is married to an equally amazing man and has 3 awesome sons, and 2 sweet little grandsons who will now grow up not knowing their amazing grandma. Many other families from Cedar are mourning the loss of their loved ones as well.
I don't think I will ever understand why such tragic things happen to such good people but I know with all my heart that each person lost in this accident had a place waiting for them with our Heavenly Father. I know that we will see Val again and it brings me great comfort to know that she is now taking care of Avery for me. I can't think of anyone I would trust her with more.
Val was featured recently in Elan Magazine and I found a link for their blog that shows pictures from the photo shoot. http://elan-woman.blogspot.com/ You will see what I mean about beautiful. She is absolutely gorgeous and adored by all that know her.
I remember growing up, when Val would babysit me she would love to do my hair. She never had a daughter and even though she loved doing things with her boys I think she really enjoyed spending time with her nieces. She had such a sweet spirit and loved planning gatherings for our family. It made her truly happy too see everyone together.
Please remember the families of these victims in your prayers. They will never be forgotten.
I don't think I will ever understand why such tragic things happen to such good people but I know with all my heart that each person lost in this accident had a place waiting for them with our Heavenly Father. I know that we will see Val again and it brings me great comfort to know that she is now taking care of Avery for me. I can't think of anyone I would trust her with more.
Val was featured recently in Elan Magazine and I found a link for their blog that shows pictures from the photo shoot. http://elan-woman.blogspot.com/ You will see what I mean about beautiful. She is absolutely gorgeous and adored by all that know her.
I remember growing up, when Val would babysit me she would love to do my hair. She never had a daughter and even though she loved doing things with her boys I think she really enjoyed spending time with her nieces. She had such a sweet spirit and loved planning gatherings for our family. It made her truly happy too see everyone together.
Please remember the families of these victims in your prayers. They will never be forgotten.
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Dungeys take Vegas by storm!
As most of you know I was lucky enough to meet Clare and Andy Dungey for a fun night out in Vegas! Kate and I picked them up at their hotel and we headed off to the Cheesecake Factory in the Caesar's Forum Shops. I think I scared Clare and Andy to death with my driving but in my defense that speed bump came out of nowhere! Not only that but it was the BIGGEST speed bump I have ever seen! But like I said... out of nowhere! Unfortunately I forgot my camera so I didn't get any pictures while at dinner. Dinner was delicious and I think that Andy really enjoyed his peanut butter and chocolate cheesecake! After dinner we walked down The Strip to see the sights and watched the fountains at the Bellagio. I took a couple of pictures but my camera is awful so please forgive the bad quality.
Andy & Clare in front of the NY NY
The never ending tunnel to the Bellagio... only in Vegas!
A fun trip on the Escalator
Enjoying the Fountains at the Bellagio
The three of us! I look awful but it was 100 degrees outside at midnight ... sooo hot!
Kate and I at the fountains
We picked Clare and Andy up the next day for lunch. We decided that we would go to The Hard Rock for lunch and some site (or guitar) seeing. Andy seems to be a fan of guitars so he really enjoyed all the displays throughout the hotel and even the cafe. Lunch was delicious and we took some pictures with the big guitar.
I wish I had gotten more pictures. I know Clare got a few good ones so hopefully she will share. I know that they should be home any day and I really hope they had a great time here in the U.S. It was really hard to say goodbye knowing that it may be a long time before we see each other again. To Andy & Clare, it was amazing meeting you. I feel so honored that I had the opportunity and I look forward to the day we meet again... hopefully it will be in your neighborhood!
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