Hospital Stay, Mint Jeans and Instagrams To Prove

Can life get any crazier? Seriously. I never thought my first six weeks of marriage would be like how they've turned out to be. Don't be mistaken I am happy! It's what has happened to me from the outside (or I guess I should say inside) that I could do without.

Remember how my platelets got dangerously low? It gets even crazier.

Let's start with Easter weekend why don't we?

Scott and I drove down Friday evening to meet up with his family for a quick getaway in St. George, Utah. It's warm down there and apparently the place to be for spring break. Saturday was so much fun. We spent it in the the sand dunes playing games and then at the pool!

Late Saturday night, early Easter morning, I woke up with the most excruciating pain I have ever had!! It was sharp pains on my left side that felt like my ribs had been broken and were poking inward. After a few hours of tossing and turning ... not to mention I was in tears and could barely breathe ... Scotty finally was like We're going to the hospital. I was a little hesitant to agree because I am the "new" one in the family and I didn't want to be a drama queen. Especially on a holiday! I am so glad we went though. They found several small blood clots in my lungs. It was definitely something I never thought I would hear and I was scared. I mean people can die from them. I was so grateful to have Scotty there with me, though I think I've given him enough to worry about lately.

They kept me overnight. I have never stayed in a hospital overnight. My mother-in-law was so sweet and stayed with me while everyone else headed home. I was surprisingly discharged the next afternoon. I was in no condition to drive the four hours back home so my parents (who are saints and drove all night from Washington) got a hotel and we drove back on Tuesday.

So that's how I spent my Easter Sunday. Pretty crazy and very scary but I am grateful we went into the hospital, for modern medicine ... and pain killers (wow those things are strong).

The rest of the week I spent recovering with my parents while Scott was at work. I even ventured out to go on a walk and go shopping on Thursday. I felt like (and probably looked more so) a sickly person but it was good for the soul to get out.

On Saturday we met up with all my family at City Creek in Salt Lake City. It's always a good time with my family. Not to mention I got stopped six times by people asking me where I got my mint colored jeans (Urban Outfitters). I have been begging Scotty for MONTHS to get some and they finally came in the mail. I'm a wee bit excited!

So thanks to those six people ... you sure made a girl who felt like a walking disaster feel pretty good about herself. Even if it is on the superficial level ... Give me a break I had a rough week.

Thankfully the pain from the blood clots gradually lessened throughout the week. Now the pain is nearly gone. I just get worn out easily. I am thinking hoping now things will start settling down now!