Finally!

So I know it's been forever since I last posted. I guess it's hard thinking about what I should be blogging about. Well, I suppose I've got to do it sometime. So here we go . . .

Jarom and I just celebrated our 2 year anniversary on the 6th (Ya, I know we were married on 6-6-6). Let me tell you though, I did not plan to get married on June 6, 2006.

The wedding date was actually set for May 27th. However, I woke up on May 24th and my left leg was CRAZY swollen. My doc sent me to the hospital for an ultrasound. It revealed that I had blood clots from my hip to my ankle. Basically, my leg was solid from my hip down.
They admitted me to the hospital where they started me on blood thinners and then put a filter in my chest so that if the blood clots broke loose, they could not enter my lungs. Because the clotting was so severe, the docs also started an aggressive procedure to "roto rooter" the veins in my leg to free them of the clots. The surgery was succesful until the very end when I had a severe reaction. From what I'm told, they were really worried they were going to lose me. I remained in the ICU for the next 36 hours.
I recovered and the doctors told us that the surgery was successful and that they did not expect the clots to return. As of Friday evening, May 26th, they told us we could proceed with the sealing on Saturday if I would go in a wheelchair and endure the pain. We had decided to cancel the reception but to go forward with the sealing. All I wanted was to get married!
But on Saturday morning, the clots had returned to my left leg, this time even worse than before. Not only did the marriage have to be postponed but the doctors told us they needed to transfer me by ambulance to Provo hospital so that experts on vascular medicine could treat me. Those experts were so confused and concerned as to how a 19-year-old healthy young girl could clot again so quickly. They recommended exploratory surgery, and quickly.
By the wee hours of Sunday morning, the surgeon found my problem. Up in my pelvis, the artery providing blood to my left leg crossed over the top of the vein that drains my left leg. The vein was being smashed between the artery and my pelvic bone, closing off all drainage. As soon as the doctors inserted a stent to keep my vein open, the clotting stopped. The surgeons again "roto rootered" my veins, and the clots were gone. At the end, when they removed the filter from my chest, they found a fairly large clot lodged in the filter.
I've since made a complete recovery and haven't had any problems with it at all really.
There is no doubt that this was a huge challege for us - one of those big bumps in the road that come along from time to time. But we are so grateful. The experince taught us so much.
I'm just grateful I finally was able to get married.
This was right after I was admitted to the hospital. I was not a happy bride. Jarom seems close to thrilled! No, he was trying to be strong and happy.

Chillin' in the ICU. I still thought I was going to get married the next day. Silly me.Eating Oreo's and milk. May 27th. My "supposed to be" wedding day.
Jarom was so good at keeping me happy and making me laugh the whole time. He's the best!

We were finally able to get married and it was the happiest day of my life! I love Jarom so much. And hey, I think the only way Jarom can remember our anniversary was by getting married on an easy day to remember. 666, pretty easy right? He hasn't forgotten thus far! ;)

Happiest day of my life!

Stealing a kiss

Holding Hands Forever

I never wear any kind of shoe except flip-flops, why should my wedding day be any different?

Well, hopefully this post is the first of many more to come. I think I'm getting back into the swing of things.

Maybe I'll post Africa stuff. I love sharing that.