News

Well we got some news from the bone marrow biopsy today. Not very good news. The leukemia is still there :( He had 9% blasts in his marrow, which is up from 4% two weeks ago. So I guess at least the Vidaza seems to be helping it not come back as fast, but unfortunately it seems to still be coming back.
Right now we don't really know what the next step will be. We have a conference scheduled with one of our doctors on Monday morning where we will be given information on all of our options and the pros and cons of each.
I've decided we are just going to try and enjoy the weekend. Just sit back, relax, and watch conference. I am really excited for conference this year, which sadly I don't know if I could honestly say before. I can't wait to hear from our Prophet and the other leaders of our church. Hopefully we will be able to gain knowledge that will help us make the decisions that are ahead.

Clint had been feeling pretty good this week until today. He had golfed Tuesday and Wednesday (and golfed pretty good too). But then today he sort of crashed. His rash is still driving him crazy, he's still having the fevers, and then this morning he woke up feeling pretty nauseous. He ended up puking up all his breakfast and wasn't able to eat a lot of food today. Hopefully tomorrow will be a better day.

Well I'd better get to sleep. I got less than 4 hours of sleep last night and the boys have a soccer game bright and early at 8am!! Fun, Fun! But if we could get some thoughts and prayers sent our way, that we will be able to make the best decisions this next week, it would be so much appreciated. Also, please keep Clint in your thoughts and prayers. It is so hard to see him so uncomfortable. I love that man more than I could ever express, like I've said before I'm definitely the luckiest girl in the world!
Goodnight All!

I just thought this post could use a picture. This is from our anniversary at wasatch mountain state park. Beautiful, isn't it! (and btw he was just practice swinging on this shot...didn't want you to think he missed the ball:)