MaeLyn's Musings

 August 3rd, 2022 It was the morning I had been anticipating for weeks. Anticipating with anxiety, frustration, a desire to just get it over with, and finally the day had arrived.  The night before I had carefully showered and washed myself with antibacterial soap and dried afterwards with a freshly washed towel. I hadn't used any deodorant, perfumes, lotions, etc. I hadn't eaten since dinner or drunk anything other than just a swallow to take my pills. I slept on freshly washed sheets. I took another shower with the antibacterial soap that morning and dried myself with another freshly washed towel. Steven and I left around 6am to arrive at the UC Health hospital in Highlands Ranch by 7am to check in for surgery which was scheduled for 9am. We made it in good time and had no trouble checking in. It wasn't long before they took Steven and me back to the pre-op area where they had me wipe myself down with antibacterial cloths, gargle mouthwash, and change into a hospital gown...

 Earlier this summer (June 23-25) Peter got to accompany our stake on Trek, a brief reenactment of the pioneers crossing the plains to the Salt Lake valley. Yesterday the pictures that were taken on Trek were made available. (The youth weren't supposed to bring cameras or phones, so these pictures were taken by professional photographers.) These are the pictures I could find that included Peter: Ok, this one doesn't actually show Peter, but it does show the beautiful landscape in Wyoming where he was... He  is  actually in this one although he's a bit hard to find. This was taken during the "women's pull", when they have just the women pull the handcarts up a long slope as the men stand by and watch.  Independence Rock hanging out in camp with his Trek family river crossing ditto, but in this one you can actually see his face Square dancing. (He's in there somewhere.) Pulling the handcart along the trail A little closer... (You can't see his face, but ...