Wednesday, November 3, 2004

   My Vacation: Part One
Ok about my vacation. I was looking forward to it, but I was also loathing it because it was pretty much planed around my yearly hospital check up for my heart in Salt Lake Children’s Hospital. I was born two months early and because of it my aorta valve in the heart was too small. I had sudden death syndrome for ten years until I had a balloon operation (an operation where a balloon is put into the aorta valve and then enlarged to help make the valve bigger and help the blood flow) in 2000 in Salt Lake with the same doctor that did the operation when I was two years old. After the operation I know longer had SDS and I was doing most activities that other people can do, but recently I have been getting more tired and was getting worried even thought everything hand been just fine for five years. Keep reading to see how everything worked out.

DAY ONE: OCT 24
Nothing much to say here. We spent most of the day packing our old 1978 motor home. We finally left the house at about 1:30PM and spend most of the day one the road until we got to Richfild, Utah where we spent the night. We didn’t get there till 10:30 at night which was a new record for getting some where. :-)

P.S. I had a very good sleep for someone who was sleeping on the floor on an air mattress. I had a very interesting dream about Seto although I can’t remember what it was about.

DAY TWO: OCT 25
That day we packed up the van that Mom had drove up with us with only a few things that we would need to spend the night in Salt Lake. Since we where only going to be there for a day we just took our jackets, (forgot tooth bushes <_<) and stuff like that. The only change of close we brought was a our jamies and a fresh pair of undies. It wasn’t too late until we got to the Embassy Suits Hotel in Salt Lake so we orded pizza and Mom and I watched “From Justin to Kelly” on TV. The only bad part about my day was I had to sleep in the same bed with my eight year-old sister, Monica.

DAY THREE: OCT 26
Very bad nights sleep. Not only did Monica kick me all night for pushing over to her side of the bed, but I also had some horrible nightmares; not about my check up but about other things. We had to get up very early since my appointment was at 8:30AM and everyone had to shower and we had to get our complementary breakfast in the lobby.

After my parents go lost looking for the hospital (like they do every year) we finally arrived and I was nerves as heck. Luckily after and EKG and a sonar heart eco, we got to talk to the doctor. He said that everything looked as it should be they may need to replace the heart valve in the future with a pig valve, but there are people that when 20 to 30 years with out any replacements so I am very happy. I also found out that the reason I was more tired because I was out of shape. (I thought so).

It was very funny when the doctor was talking to my mom and I about the pig valve. He is a very serious older British doctor (he sounds British) who never cracked a joke. He said something like this.

“…In the future we are going to have to replace the heart valve with a pig valve because she is a little pig…” and he just kept going on with all this medical stuff. It took me and Mom about 30 seconds to get the joke and then we both bust up laughing. Then the doctor said.

“Well, she is just a skinny little piggy.”

It was very funny.

Now that was all over, it was time to enjoy the rest of the trip. We did get a surprised on the way back to Richfield. A deer ran into the van. It hit US! too. Besides from a very bad head ache, the deer was fine. The van, however, got a dent by the back side window and a scratch. I was reading when the deer hit and I look up in time to see the deer hit the big side window. I thought it was a rock and was surprised it did not brake with window. I think the guy that was driving behind us was more happy the deer did not get hurt because then he would have ran over him and totaled his truck.



Dang.! This is getting long. Just so I don’t take up all of your time, come back tomorrow (or the day after) to find out what happens next.

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