Happy Birthday Grandma

Yesterday we got to celebrate my Grandma Spendlove's birthday. She thought that she was just coming for a small get together with my immediate family, but when she got there she was shocked to see most of her siblings, children, and grandchildren. She was so happy and kept telling everyone, "this is my best birthday yet!" 

It was so fun to do something nice for her since she is one of the most thoughtful people I know, and i'm not just saying that because she is my grandma. She NEVER forgets a birthday, anniversary, or holiday. She is always calling in to check up on Tyson, since he's always sick or injured lately. Once she hears one of us isn't feeling well she is on the phone making sure we know she loves us and is thinking of us. I love my grandma so much and don't know what I would do without her. She has definitely blessed my life and I can't wait to start a family one day and introduce my kids to her. They will be lucky to have such a wonderful great grandma.

Grandma with some of her great-grandchildren. <3

B is such a cutie. If you even mention a camera she will immediately pull this face while yelling, "CHEESE!!"

Kyson is such a great uncle to these kids. I sure hope that they remember him when he gets home from his mission. 

Kolob Construction

Tyson's parents own property up on an association on Kolob Mountain. In that association is a beautiful little lake called Blue Springs. Tuesday, Tyson's dad, Brad, decided to go fishing up there with a few buddies. So Tyson and I decided to head up after I got off work to join them. We love fishing and go whenever we get the chance. 

So once I got off work we headed up, only to be stopped. Again and again. Construction is going on all over the road up to Kolob. Normally they get done at 4, but we think they must have been going later that day, due to being off for Memorial day, the day before. So unfortunately we go stopped 3 times, for about a 1/2 hr each time. It ended up taking us 2 hours just to get to the lake.

At first I kept getting upset that we had to just sit in our truck for 20-30 minutes each time and just WAIT. Then it hit me....there's no better place to get stuck, than exactly where we were. I snapped this picture of the construction worker thinking how sorry I felt for him that this was his job. To stand and just hold a sign. Then as I looked at this picture I noticed the beautiful mountains in the background and realized...wow, how lucky is he to have such an amazing work atmosphere. I even got a little jealous.

It made me realize how lucky we are to have such a BEAUTIFUL area to live/work/play in. It also helped me to be a little less in a hurry all the time, and to really just enjoy the moment. As if the ride couldn't get any better,Tyson started belting out with the Pitch Perfect sound track that was playing in the truck. It was such a fun drive looking at all of that beauty, all the while singing Pitch Perfect songs with my favorite person. 

Crazy Cat Lady

I vowed that I would NEVER be a cat lady. I never liked them growing up. I felt like all that cats did was scratch and bite you, and worse of all they would bring you dead rodents and expect praise. I never in a million years thought I would get a cat, let alone allow it live inside the house.

All of that changed the day this little guy came along.

DUNFORD LEE 

He loves car rides

Sleeps in the most awkward places

Is very religious and watches General Conference intently

If Tyson is home, Kitty won't leave his side

He likes to hid in very weird places, then either surprise attacks you or trips you

and most of all he LOVES to be outside...that is until the smallest thing spooks him and he takes off running for the house. 

He can be crazy, stubborn, and even obnoxious at times, but we love him like crazy and consider him part of the family. I'm not sure what we would do without him. 

And there you have it...blogging about my cat officially makes me a crazy cat lady. Deal with it. 

The Dark Side of the Knee

Tyson has always had problems with his knees. A few years ago he hurt his right one pretty bad playing on our DSU Intramural futsal team. The doctor said there might be a possible tear in one of his ligaments, but ruled that out as just being extra stretched. 

Then in February he was playing in the annual HHS boys alumni soccer game and went to cross the ball when his knee twisted funny and he went down. When I saw him on the ground I immediately knew it was bad. He was a champ and stayed for this picture (below) and you can tell he was in so much pain just by looking at his smile. 

After an MRI and meeting with his surgeon, Dr. Larsen, we found out that he had a "bucket handle" tear in his meniscus, a complete rupture to his ACL, a high grade tear to his LCL, and a torn popliteus tendon. The LCL and popliteus tendon make up the posterolateral corner (PCL) or otherwise known as "The dark side of the knee" because of the relatively small amount that is known about that region (https://thesportsphysio.wordpress.com/2013/07/19/the-postero-lateral-corner-the-dark-side-of-the-knee-a-guest-article-by-richard-norris/) His surgery was then scheduled for a month later so the swelling could go down and so that he could regain his range of motion,

His surgery was scheduled in the wee hours of the morning, naturally, so we got to wake up nice and early to get there on time. 

He was trying to act brave before the surgery, but I could tell he was a little nervous, so I of course distracted him by making him pose for a bunch of pictures. What are wife's for, right?

To repair all of this damage they took a bone-patellar tendon-bone graft from around his knee cap to replace the ACL and a allograft (cadaver tendon) for the LCL and popliteus tendon. Luckily, the meniscus was still in tact enough to be reattached.

After the surgery he was super groggy, but luckily he was drugged up pretty good so he wasn't in too much pain yet. The nurse then went through the discharge instructions and informed us that he needed to be off his leg COMPLETELY for 6 weeks! That meant crutches were off limits for the first few weeks, so we rented a wheelchair, which ended up being a total life saver! 

For the first week or so he was in so much pain. It was so hard to watch him suffer. Luckily he was able to sleep quite a bit when he took his pain pills. He will kill me for posting this picture, but how cute is that? ;)

**** WARNING***** 

Below are some before and after pictures. So if you can't handle seeing a little blood, bruising and stitches stop scrolling. If you think it's cool, like me, (you know who you are) scroll away :)

BEFORE

AFTER

                        

               

    

We are now about 7 1/2 weeks out and Tyson is a CHAMP! He's doing physical therapy twice a week and rocking it. In fact a couple of days ago he came to me and said , "watch this babe", then he continued to lift his crutches off the ground and walked a few steps without them. :) He is working so hard to get back on his feet as soon as possible. It's killing him to not be able to just go out and work on projects around the house, but he'll be back at it before we know it. 

I also just have to brag a little about how great he did in school this semester, all while going through such a big surgery. He missed probably 3+ weeks of school total, but still managed to get straight A's. He had such wonderful teachers who were very understanding of his circumstances, but he was strong and pushed through for the grades he deserved. I am one proud wife, yet again :)

       

Two Year Anniversary @ the Grand Canyon

This past weekend Tyson surprised me with a trip to the Grand Canyon to celebrate our 2 year anniversary, which just happened to land on the Monday before spring break. I have lived in Southern Utah my whole life and have NEVER see the Grand Canyon, so I was super excited when I heard about our plans :)

Our first stop was to the Horseshoe bend. I have always wanted to stop by this spot and Tyson (bum leg an all) hiked the whole way there and back just so I could see it. 

Then to top it all off, Tyson surprised me again with an airplane tour over the Grand Canyon. I have always talked about how much I wanted to fly. Yes, I was 22 years old and had never flown before. Tyson decided to tell me the night before at our hotel. We were lying in bed talking and he just rolled over and said, "I have a surprise for you tomorrow, would you like to know what it is, or wait and be surprised?" I of course couldn't wait, so I had him tell me and I was so glad he did because I obviously needed time to prepare. In fact, after he told me I started nervous laughing/crying and couldn't stop for about 5 minutes. I have always had a fear of flying, even though I had never been before. I know i'm something else, huh?

The plane was a tiny 12 passenger one that was super bumpy on the take off and landing. I got kinda nauseated, but since I was lucky enough to sit right behind the pilot he noticed how sick I looked and kindly informed me of the throw up bags in the seat in front of me, and the air vent I could blast on my face. After a little while of nice cold air on my face (and no more turbulence from taking off) I was just fine. 

Flying over the Canyon made me come to appreciate, even more, what a beautiful world we live in.

Although the flight was so fun, and the views were gorgeous, I would have to say the best part of it all was seeing the huge grin on Tyson's face. No matter what we are doing, as long as he knows I am happy, then he's happy. I love that he cares so much about me and shows it each and everyday though his words and actions. I am beyond blessed to have married such an amazing man. These past two years have been unbelievably wonderful, and I can't wait to see what's in store for us next. 2 years down, eternity to go. 

Snow, snow, and more snow

This new years weekend Tyson and I got invited to go stay at our friends family condo on Brian head. It was so fun to hangout, play games, make meals, and (most importantly) play in the snow with this great group.

The condo we stayed in was BEAUTIFUL and very cozy which I loved! There is nothing better than playing in the snow then shredding off those awful wet clothes in exchange for my comfy pajamas and a nice warm fireplace.

These guys had such a blast shoving left over snow balls from the snow plow down the hills. 

Even though I begged him not to, Tyson had a blast sledding down the steep run we found on the side of a hill. I hate to see him get hurt, not to mention the face that I would hate to have to carry him back up the hill if he were to get hurt. How nice am I, right? Haha

Eventually I got talked into going down, although I cheated and dragged my feet most of the way down. Yes, I'm a chicken. Plus snow may seem all fluffy and soft, but when you hit it going at such high speeds it's not so forgiving.  

Sledding has it's perks, but this right here is why I only risk the hill maybe once, or twice if i'm feeling energetic. Hiking back up is a killer calf workout. I highly recommend it if you're wanting nice calves. Don't let the smile fool you though, it's no easy task.

  

It was sad to see the weekend come to and end, but good thing we have next year!
I love this guy and can't imagine my life without him. These adventures are only the beginning of a life full of fun with him by my side.

Tyson Vs. The Screwdriver

Working in the medical field for about 4 years now you'd think I would be pretty calm when accidents happen, but when it comes to my husband (or any close friends or family) sadly I am the one usually freaking out.  I'm pretty sure I had a small panic attack this weekend.

 I was downstairs packing our suitcases while Tyson was outside working on the snowmobiles getting them ready for our Annual Christmas cabin trip, when all of a sudden, Maren came running into the house looking for a towel, while screaming for me saying, "Tyson stabbed himself! There is blood everywhere!" At first, I of course had all of these awful images in my mind, so I took off running up the stairs and outside to where Tys was and saw him holding his hand with blood all over him. His face was so pale, I could tell he was in so much pain. After realizing he was not on the ground bleeding to death (like I feared) I asked him what happened. He said he was trying to pop something off the snowmobile with two screwdrivers, and one of them (pictured below) slipped and stabbed into his hand. He was in shock at first as he looked down and saw the screwdriver embedded into his hand. He carefully pulled it out and that is when the blood started shooting out everywhere. 

We rushed him up to the Instacare because the bleeding wouldn't stop and his hand was swelling and throbbing. 

Luckily they got him back pretty fast and then the real fun began....

As you can tell from the pictures below, he was not happy. The Doctor stuck the back end of a Q-tip into the wound to see how deep it was, then continued to flush it out using a HUGE needle and some saline, all with NO numbing whatsoever. Luckily the screwdriver missed hitting any arteries or tendons, so we consider him very lucky.

     

 Tyson's parents always joke around that I didn't realize what I was getting myself into when I married him. Although, after almost 2 years of marriage and knowing what I know now, I would marry him all over again.  He has been through 2 car accidents, Valley Fever, Pneumonia, and now this and come out even strong on the other side of it all. I am so grateful we have been so blessed through our many trials. I know that no matter what comes our way we will be okay.