Ya, ya I know. I've been home from Alaska for almost exactly a month, but its been a crazy month--hence the reason why its taken me this long to change the blog.
My summer in the AK was by far one of the best summers of my life. But you know what they say: all good things have to come to an end. So here I am back in the real world (the real world being school of course).
Not a whole lot changed in my three month absence, but there were a few changes that I would like to document.
The first one being me.
Ya sounds weird I know, but I changed in Alaska. Both physically and mentally.
Physically meaning I lost weight. Yep about 25 pounds to be exact. I gained so much muscle that my arms were starting to bust through my tshirts...ok not really, but almost! I am pretty proud of myself!
Mentally meaning that I did stuff in Alaska that I never thought I could. I went days without my usual 9 or 10 hours of sleep. I pulled days of 15 or 16 hour shifts. My record high was 19.5 hours. Yep. Thats right. I went from 7 A.M. to 3:30 A.M. and it actually wasn't as bad as you would think. One of the first days in Alaska our boss, Tami, gave us a small speech about how hard the summer was going to be. One things has stuck with me from that speech. Tami said "You can do hard things." You know what? She was right. I did hard things up in Alaska, and I loved every second of it.
The second thing that changed was this "little" guy. I use the word little here freely. I am talking about my parents' new puppy, Jimmer (yes, his name is Jimmer. My Dad is, unfortunately, a BYU fan).
This is the Jimmer I left (he is on the your left.)
cutest little puppy, right? He could just curl up right on my lap.
And this is the Jimmer I came home to.
Sad thing is he still thinks he is the same puppy I left, and he still tries to curl up on my lap. Jimmer, I hate to tell you its no longer cute when you try to fall asleep on my lap!
And now for the last change. I am talking now about my sweet, little baby nephew Jackson. When I left Jackson was in Primary Children's Medical Center in SLC, and when I returned he was still there. He didn't stay there the whole time, but I never saw him outside those walls. When I left Jackson was just a tiny baby with his intestine in two pieces. When I returned his intestine was put completely back together, and this baby was no longer a teeny tiny baby. The only thing that stayed the same was his location. It breaks my heart that this baby only knows a life in PCMC, but that too is about to change. He should be home very shortly!
This is the Jackson I left in June.
A very small, but still cute baby.
And this is what I returned home to.
A very alert, smiley, happy baby, but most importantly a baby with one reconnected intestine! I cannot wait until this sweet baby, and his family of course, gets to join me here in Logan. I have been waiting for three months for this!
So all in all my summer in the AK was much better than OK. Thanks for following Brin and I all summer. Keep tuned in here for updates on me, and if you want updates on Brin go to her blog by clicking here.
