A Couple of Big, Fat, Reasons We Haven't Been Up to Much...

No Words necessary.

Creases when standing at 90 degrees.

A daily activity of Trevor's...

....a staying power of a sold 5 - 10 minutes.

It was very difficult for me to post those pics because they make me cringe! It's just so unbelievable though, so I couldn't pass up documenting this strange thing that's happening to my body. Everyone keeps asking if I have other signs of preeclampsia, but apparently my blood pressure is totally fine and there's no protein in my urine. The doc think I'm just dealing with sever pressure on the ol' vena cava, thus not allowing much circulation. The fact that I have no feeling in about 4 of my fingers on both hands would also suggest my circulation is suffering. I can NOT wait to have the tingling gone!!!!!!

This is the other reason we have been quite limited in our activities. Just look at him - that's what he looked like for a solid 4 days, just like he was on death's bed. I couldn't get him out of the gown for 72 hours at least. He just laid there, half comatose. Luckily, I can now say, he's recovering very well and we're hoping he won't have to deal with anymore dislocated shoulders for quite some time. The surgery took about 2 hours longer than expected because of the "mess" in his shoulder, but we both like the doc and are hopeful....for now.

Here is the nerve block they had pumping into his neck for the first 72 hours. He really wanted a picture of the wire coming out of his neck...that will be my back soon.

You'll also notice some splotches on his face - this was from his reaction to the pain meds. About 48 hours after surgery he started itching all over, uncontrollably, like a drug addict or little puppy dog. Needless to say he had to go off those drugs pretty quick which seemed to make things more bearable.

Lastly, the one thing we have done of late....that we actually have pictures for....is a version of a camping trip. We basically went up American Fork canyon, started a fire with wet wood, and then left when we were done eating....Two pregnant people were on board, what do you expect you know? We went with good intentions...and a tent. Neither were used.

Broadway, Blackjack, and Booze

Well, we at least partook of one of the three items above and the Blackjack was great I tell you. Kidding, I'm pregnant, so no gambling. Wait, no, that's the drinking thing. Nonetheless, the Broadway show we saw was spectacular as well as the relaxing week we had in Las Vegas for our "last-get-away-before-the-little-guy-comes" vacation. (A shout out to Grandma Illa for letting us use her time share and talking us out of going to Mexico - Thanks Illa!).

To start, I must note that I was 7 months pregnant for this vacation, so Trevor did a great job of adjusting to all that I realized I couldn't do - rollercoasters, loads of walking...or really little bits of walking considering the heat that week, and just being in the heat without a pool near by in general. For those (family) asking to see my big belly, here are a few shots we captures from Vegas week (yes, that's a SYTYCD reference).

Without further adeu...some highlights of our week.

A trip to Hoover Dam (Trevor really pushed this, but I ended up being really glad we went)

We saw a handful of shows...The Lion King, "O," and the Tournament of Kings.

Spent a tiny bit of time on the strip...mainly when we were walking to our shows.

Here's what I might call the "low light" of our trip - Red Rock Canyon. Trevor says, "Do NOT go to Red Rock Canyon." Basically, if you've ever hiked anywhere else in the world, it's cooler than this place, sorry Red Rock (as pictured below, Trevor is using the binaculars to look at me about 3 feet away from him instead of the majectic view).

Lastly, a few highlights....besides the excellent shows, lots of pool time, and way too much food...we found Trevor shoes for 20 bucks at the outlets (see his victory photo below) and then discovered a little place called "Paradise Golf Resort." This dream of a 9-hole course is in Fillmore, UT. Only discovered because the 9th hole is behind a gas station we filled up at.

Here are two great photos of Trevor and I both trying to deal with our belly's while golfing (to Trevor's credit, his button has broken off his shorts - that's why he was showing mid-drift on all 9 holes).