I fell and cut my face on a window ledge. Don, Sonya and I spent the better part of the afternoon and evening at the ER. The white you see in the wound is a paint chip from the window ledge. This photo was taken by the plastic surgeon just before he cleand and sewed it up. While he was cleaning it he pointed out to Don and Sonya that you could see my skull and then he proceeded to tap on it. It was one of the weirdest experiences of my life.
Here's a picture from today - you can't see the scar unless you look really closely.
I was so lucky that Sonya was home and Don was there to drive to the hospital. I had some pretty nice bruising and headaches for a few days. When I got back to work they had bubble wrapped my whole desk and chair and put caution tape around it. I know I have a picture of it somewhere but I can't seem to find it. When I do I will update the post :)
One of my favorite places turned 55 today. Here are some of my memories from there.
This was taken earlier this year when I went on vacation by myself. I had a great time.
Don, Katharine and Gammy near Main Street.
Katharine and Gammy on the People Mover.
Don, Katharine and Jerry on the Matterhorn.
Some of my best memories are at Disneyland. We used to go every couple of years when we would visit my grandmother in Arcadia. We would plan our days and have such fun. I can't imagine my life without my family and Disneyland.
I was preparing to move up here from Salt Lake City,
UT with my friend Sonya. We had scoped out an apartment, found jobs at
North Creek Analytical and were running around doing final preparations before
On the drive up here we had a moving van, Sonya's
truck and my car. I am notorious for my inability to drive for any
length of time, and this trip was no different. Depending on whom you
ask, I made it about an hour and a half or two hours before I was drifting off
and called my Mom to take my place at the wheel of my car. After the
switch I believe I lasted about 2 seconds before I fell asleep in the cab of
the moving truck with Don driving.
I don't remember much of the drive - just that I
really wanted to get here. Once we did - our apartment was on the 3rd
floor in a complex in Kenmore, WA - we proceeded to unload. At the time I
had quite a large collection of VHS movies (over 400) and I am fairly sure that
Don was ready to chuck them in the trash. I also had quite a few boxes of
books that I had packed without trying to lift - what a mistake. My Mom
and Don were amazing and we got it all unloaded so that Sonya and I could spend
the weekend unpacking and getting settled before starting work on Monday.
I love it here and I am so grateful for the support I
had to get here. It has been an
amazing 10 years and hopefully it will be many, many more.