Can You Tell We Had Fun This Weekend?

Well, the picture doesn't do the sunburns justice, but both Trav and I have serious raccoon eyes......but they aren't just sunglass raccoon eyes they are goggle raccoon eyes!

We had an awesome day on Saturday. I finally got Travis off of his snowboard and onto skis again (for the first time in 11 years!) so we could go to Deer Valley Ski Resort. I had a patient of mine that works there and she gave me two free passes (yeah, it pays to have connections!). This resort is absolutely amazing. The views were gorgeous, there were absolutely no lines, there were more lifts than one could count, and the snow was fabulous! Not only did we get to ski this incredible resort, but we got to watch the US National Freestyle Mogul Championships. It was pretty freakin' cool. The jumps were awesome, and so were some of the falls. Luckily no one got hurt, and we had a blast.

Unfortunately, neither Travis or I even thought of sunscreen, so we both came home with our beautiful sunburns. What you can't see in the picture is that we are both already peeling, and that my nose has an actual blister on it! I've never burned myself to the point of blistering . . . I guess there is a first for everything. Maybe I'll learn my lesson this time.

A First I Wish I'd Never Had . . .

Yesterday, I lost my first patient. I'm sure it's something than many PTs deal with on a regular basis. Especially those that are working in the hospital. However, this is my first. It's been an interesting experience for me. It has brought a lot of emotions that I'd never dreamed it would.

The news came yesterday at 11:00 AM. This was not an expected death--he was a healthy 40 year old male. He'd had surgery for a hiatal hernia on Friday. He died of currently unknown causes on Monday morning--he simply didn't wake up. I was seeing him for his knee, and he was nearing the completion of his rehab. He was a very happy, pleasant, and exhuberant man and had become a good friend of mine throughout the course of his therapy. We'd talked about his family, his job, and his love for life.

The thing that has struck me the hardest was how unexpected this was. I last saw this patient exactly one week ago. As he left he simply said, "You keep that pool warmed up for me, and I'll be back at it in a week." He had no idea that this was coming. It has made me reflect on my life . . . if I died unexpectedly tomorrow, would I be happy with the life I've lived? Would I change anything? Have I told those closest to me that I love them? Ultimately I think the answer is yes, but I think I'm going to savor each day a little more--make the most it. I'm going to try a little harder, and live a lot more.

The Worst Blogger Ever

So, call me the worst blogger ever! Between a lack of time, and what seems to be a pretty monotonous life, I just haven't sat down to post a blog for well over a month. Sorry to all of you who have been checking our blog religiously. I'm sure it is no fun to log on time after time and see the same post over and over again. So, here's what's been going on in our neck of the woods. . . .

We continue to have lots of snow--there's still a minimum of 3 feet on the ground, but at least you can see the roads now. That is mostly due to the sun and has absolutely nothing to do with this state's highly commendable plow system.

I'm still working both jobs and loving it! Trav is doing really well with AMS. The foreclosure market is still booming. He recently set the record for the third best week in company history, and also holds the number one week set sometime early last year. We both just completed country swing and ballroom dance classes. Travis is actually really good--better than he will ever admit to anyone. I think he secretly enjoys it!!! Cha, Cha, Cha.

We're currently training for a 25K triathlon that will take place in the thriving town of Evanston on May 17th. We're hoping to complete the 3.3 mile run, 12 mile bike, and 500 meter swim without any medical emergencies. We've actually been able to get out of bed and make it to the gym by 6 am everyday. Surprisingly, we're both more energetic with our lack of sleep.

Trav turned 26 on February first. He is officially over a quarter of a century old. Being the gourmet cook that he is, his only birthday want was a new set of knives.

He also decided that to fit in with the Search and Rescue at the dog sled race and fishing derby that he needed to grow a beard. Here's his theatrical beard debut.