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Wednesday, 20 August 2014

A loss of wisdom. teeth.

It's true, I lost my wisdom teeth. Nothing else exciting is happening, so why not blog about it?
Monday morning I drove into the big city with an empty stomach prepared for the surgery to be done.  Of course the prepping before the surgery is always the worst part and they attempted to give me and IV 3 times before one actually decided to behave. I now have an awesome bruise on my left hand, another bulging bruise on my right hand, and a nice mark on my arm. awesome.  But really I'm just being a baby because the procedure went as well as one can go after they finally got an IV in me.  I laid down on the operating table (which to my surprise was extremely comfortable—Bonus) and was out like a light as soon as they began to ask me if the medicine was working.  I remember waking up for the first time with the shakes! And I'm not just talking a little shiver. The bed was a rockin'. I don't remember much after that. I remember one of the assistants asking the nurse what they could give me to stop the shakes and the nurse responding with the word: DEMEROL. I have no idea how they got it in me, but I do remember the nurse saying he didn't like demerol and that he thought it was a dirty drug....and that just frankly didn't make me feel so good, so I'm sure I dosed unconscious again after that.  
They finally got tired of me and I was wheeled out to the car. I'm surprised my mom agreed to let me do this, but about 2 min. after being released I told her I was ready to go into chapters and shop.  We went in together, found the notebooks I wanted, and got out of there before I fell over. I'm sure I had gauze in my mouth, blood or saliva running down my face, and looked like an absolute zombie, but I was insistent. Never too drugged, too rough looking, or too ill feeling to go shopping! Lies. If I were in my right mind....I definitely would have passed on looking like that in public. Yuck.
The drugs must have done something to me because I was awake and ready to seize the day from there on out.  I was too antsy sitting at home on the couch with an icepack on my face, so I made my mom take a drive to Waterton with me that night to get ice cream and enjoy one of the few days left I have in this place.  There is no better place to be than Waterton on a summer night, with no wind, surrounded by the mountains. Pure bliss.

Sunday, 10 August 2014

A Heritage Weekend

The second weekend in August is by far my favourite weekend of the summer. Also known as Heritage Days.  For some it is all about the events: the parade, fireworks etc., but Heritage days for my family is exactly what is sounds like—a celebration of our incredible heritage.  We get together as extended family and spend time with each other.  My Mom grew up in a family of 5 children, all of which live within 2 hours of each other.  Because of this our family has always been extremely close, and we love doing things with each other as often as we can. Twice a year—Boxing Day and this weekend—we make an extra effort to have as much of the family brought together as possible.  This year it was a blessing just to be together as our little family of 6.  With Rawley working in Utah, and Jantz and Katie having a family of their own, it has been a struggle to find time to be together.  Luckily, Rawley was able to get off work and join us (and even brought his girlfriend) along with over 30 others in our family. About half the family was still missing, but we still had a good time.  How lucky am I to have such an amazing family?  Like always, Heritage Days consisted of the parade (side note: the marching band was horrifically off tune this year...ha classy), a BBQ, slurpees, late night card games, and a visit to every single park in town.  I cannot express my love for my family. Gosh they are great.

Let's just take a moment to look at Jantz's face in this picture and Mike's fantastic fake out.
I died laughing. Hilarious.