On September 11th, where were you that day...

• The tenth anniversary of September 11th is here. Sometimes it seems like yesterday that it happened. I remember sitting in my second class of the day of my junior year (Physics with Mister Becker) at Robinson Secondary School in Fairfax, VA. Mr. Becker always had the radio on but when the music stopped and the radio DJ come on and started talking about a plane hitting the World Trade Center Mr. Becker ran to the TV and turned it on. We were all in kind of a daze while it was happening first one plane than another. The a TV reporter said the a plane had been highjacked and was heading to the Pentagon (in our own backyard) most of my friends have parents and extended family that worked in or around the Pentagon. So we all started to pull our cell phones out to make sure that the ones we loved were safe. But the lines were down. It was surreal in a way that this was happening here in the US. My generation had always lived without fear of this magnitude.

• I cant believe that it has been ten years since the WTCs went down. But at the same time I'm glad that high school is over. Since 9/11 I've gotten married and had a child. Also moved more than half way across the US. My husband is a solider in the US Army. And though I'm worried that he'll be deployed I have faith that he'll always come home safe. We are active in our church and have been sealed in the temple. And know that Heavenly Father is in control. I also know that Heavenly Father doesn't control the actions of man but gives us leave to chose our own way. We are accountable for our own actions and choses. I just hope that one day things will be different not the same that they were ten years ago but somehow better than the last ten years. I would love to not be afraid that the other shoe was going to drop at any given time.

• I'm thankful that my family was safe on the day and is safe today. I'm also so very thankful for our service men and women and all others in uniform that helped rescue so my lives that day.

• I don't know how we are going to tell our son about that day. But for now I think we wont tell him anything (he is 2 years old after all). But one day Brian and I will tell him where we were and what we thought and how we felt that day way back before he was born.

Sorry for the bullets blogger is spacing my paragraphs.

My friends are trying to adopt..

I hope that anyone that reads this can pass their information along. They are such sweet people. And great parents. http://www.mikeandjessadopting.blogspot.com/ Please go check their blog out and you'll see just how wonderful they are. I've known them as a couple since 2005. But Jess and I went to high school together. Mike and Jess are the most deserving couple I know to raise another child. They've always wanted to have a large family. It never mattered to them if their children came to them naturally or through adoption. However their children come to them they will be loved just them same. Mike and Jess have the biggest hearts and give their love and friendship freely. They don't hold anything back. Here's hoping that their information gets into the right hands and to the right person out their.

August 25th

So on the 25th at 8:30pm I told Brian that I needed to go to the ER. Off and on the week before I would experience pain just under my right breast that would feel like some thing was stabbing me and I would feel it all the way around my chest (my back and down into my hips and legs). But it would only last a few minutes and go away. I would experience this once or twice a day until the evening of the 25th at 6pm. The pain continued for a week and half after I left the ER. So as I said we got there at around 8:30pm, they started some tests and than made me wait in the waiting room till 2am, at which time I was finally in a bed waiting to see a doctor. But before that Iain was so over tired and I was in so much pain that I asked Brian for a priesthood blessing. So he called the only person that we had there phone number. It was 11pm. And the brother came and they gave me a blessing. After the blessing the brother asked if their was anything that he could do for us. When we couldn't think of anything he asked if he could take Iain to his house so that he could get some sleep. And we could pick him up after we were discharged from the hospital. So after he left with Iain. Brian and I waited to for forever. After we finally got into a bed we didn't see a doctor till 8am. Meanwhile I hadn't eaten since dinner the night before and I hadn't been given anything for my pain. So at 8:30am the doctor came in to examine me. He ordered an ultrasound. And also ordered morphine. The ultrasound showed that my gallbladder was inflamed and the opening looked to small. So the doctor started talking about gallbladder surgery. Which made me freak out a little bit. The nurse came in to give me the morphine (.05) I was in lala land faster than you can say well fast. I fall a sleep. So surgery was out ruled and I was discharged at 11am. 15 hours in the ER. And on my discharge papers it said "you came in with acute abdominal pain, the cause of your pain is unknown." So that was the worst day that I have had since we moved to Texas.