New Year, new adventures. This week I made the trek to Price for an outreach clinic with a handful of others from Primary Children's. I was told we would be flown down in Governor's Jet. Turns out, our very nice pilots flew a teeny-tiny Fish and Game plane. Because the flight was only 45 minutes, I didn't take any Dramamine. Big mistake. I did not lose my breakfast, but it was very close.
I had a great day when we finally made it. I saw all kinds of interesting kids, and I briefly saw my old friend Brady Bradford, who is the regional epidemiologist for the area. How cool is that. On the way home, we did fly in the Governor's Jet, and I took a whiff of Dramamine. It was an entirely different experience.
On Sunday, after all of my complaining about the hospital, I was reminded of Primary Children's special place in my life. I was heading to church (which by itself is pretty neat--you can go to half hour church dressed in my scrubs!) when lo and behold, there was Elder Oaks sitting in the audience. He and his wife just showed up. He didn't speak, but did stay to shake hands and give warm smiles. It lifted my spirits and kept me going.
New Year, new adventures. This week I made the trek to Price for an outreach clinic with a handful of others from Primary Children's. I was told we would be flown down in Governor's Jet. Turns out, our very nice pilots flew a teeny-tiny Fish and Game plane. Because the flight was only 45 minutes, I didn't take any Dramamine. Big mistake. I did not lose my breakfast, but it was very close.
Ryan and I recently visited Greg (his brother) and Lauren in Chicago. Greg's finishing Law School at the University of Chicago this year, so we took the opportunity to get a locals tour. This picture is from what is affectionately known as "The Bean." Here we are after a long day of walking up and down Chicago's Magnificent Mile. You can see more pictures at
