Warning: Graphic Content Ahead

I came home from my cruise to Cabo San Lucas, Mexico on March 26th. On the drive home I suddenly got a sore throat. I haven't been better since. That sore throat turned into strep throat. Well, Kind of. It was misdiagnosed as simply strep throat. I took a very basic antibiotic: amoxicillin for 9 days and I never felt any better. Then one night I got really sick and had to go to Urgent Care. When I got there the doctor said that I had something called peritonsillar cellulitis, which can be very serious. I had to get steroid shots in my hips and was put on way stronger medicine. The doctor said my mom had to sleep with me that night because there was a chance that because my throat was so swollen, my airway could close completely.

I got better, but just like Uncle Ryan said, I got sick again just a couple weeks later. I went back to the doctor and had to get more shots and more medicine. I have been to the doctor 6 times and received 5 shots since April 11th!!

I was referred to an ENT (ears, nose, throat specialist) to which he said that I needed my tonsils out. So yesterday that is what I did.

The night before surgery, I was looking on the Internet for food suggestions and instead found a ton of horror stories about how horrible the recovery is. I knew I shouldn't be reading them, but couldn't pull myself away either.

Yesterday, Mom took me to the hospital and I was hooked up to an IV and we think the nurse may have hit a nerve (or maybe I was subconsciously more nervous than I was consciously) because my whole right side tightened and I couldn't breathe well. It felt like someone was sitting on my chest and I was dizzy. My first panic attack. haha.

The surgery was pretty simple, all in all. Went in and woke up in recovery. I was told that right after the doctor you are fine because you still have anesthesia in your system, but later on in the night it hurts so bad. Luckily, my mom has been taking such good care of me that I am just fine.

Yes, I am sore and it hurts too swallow, but the pain is manageable. I know someone else who got their tonsils out on Friday and she is just so miserable. Hopefully it stays this way.

I just want to thank everyone for their well wishes, company and sorbet :)

Reasons to Smile:

1. Priesthood Blessings (Brandon gave me the sweetest blessing yesterday before my surgery. I cried.)
2. Haagan Daaz Raspberry Sorbet
3. Eclipse comes out in one week
4. Loritab
5. My Mom. I love her so much!

Southwest Baptist University Athletics - Bearcat basketball announces addition of D-I transfer Tre Smith

Southwest Baptist University Athletics - Bearcat basketball announces addition of D-I transfer Tre Smith

All Good Things Must Come To An End

Just when you think that you have things figured out, life throws you a curve ball. About three weeks ago Tre called me and told me that his head coach at the U wanted to talk to him. He went in for the meeting and coach told Tre that even though they had promised him a scholarship, things had changed and they no longer had one. He also told Tre that they had recruited 8 new players and the amount of time Tre would play was unknown.

Even though Tre has worked his butt off for the last three years, and every time they put him in the game he does the best, they still are taking him for granted. His coach told him "Sometimes you have to be selfish" and so he took their advice and left the Runnin' Utes.

A school in Missouri has been looking at Tre for quite some time and now they are getting their wish. He went on a recruiting trip on Thursday and signed the papers on Friday. He is officially a Southwest Baptist University Bearcat.

He leaves for a summer camp for the month of July and then he will be able to come back for three weeks and then he moves there at the end of August.

I have been dating Tre for the last 6.5 years and we spend a large majority of our time together and so it is going to be a very large adjustment for me to have him that far away.

When Tre first told me that he was considering transferring schools, I cried and cried for three days straight. I'm slowly coming to terms with it, but some days it is still really hard. I am going to miss him so much! When we are together we have so much fun; he dances, sings and teases. He is a kid and makes me one too.

When I tell people that Tre is moving, everyone says, "So what does that mean for your relationship?" Honestly, I don't know. So many things could happen in that amount of time. But what I do know is that if we are supposed to be together, the Lord will provide the way. That fact is what helps me through the tough days.

I just wanted Tre to know that I love him and that I know he is going to be great out there. The Utes are gonna be regretting this decision.