Sigh

It's been a day (and a half).  Here are some random tidbits:

Mauri has thrown up a dozen (+) times since 1 am.

Thankfully Bill took care of her needs throughout the night.

He only had to clean the toilet twice.

Spring Break officially began on Friday.

The same day Lex and Shi were told that a beloved teacher at their school had passed away the night before, after his nearly year-long battle with cancer.  (Read more about him here)

My ears started plugging, my nose started running, and my throat felt scratchy.  

(If I am sick over Spring Break, I will scream.)

A very dear friend went through the temple for the first time.  

This morning we ran (okay, drove) to a track meet to see Lex race.
Bill and I arrived just in time to see her compete in the first event.  

The medley relay.  

Heat 2 of 3.  

Over 20 teams in attendance.  

People everywhere.

We got in video and camera position.  Lex loosened up.

The gun went off.  The first 100... the second 100... the 200... Legend was in first place.

Lex readied for the hand-off.  Later, when she looked at the pictures, she could see her error.

 Notice how she is standing.  Notice how everyone else is standing.

 The moment before... the fall.  

Crossed feet, tangled legs, who knows.  But Lex went down.  AGAIN.

Both knees, this time.  A loud, audible groan from the crowd.

Again, she picked herself up, and took off.

Again, I was proud of her tenacity and strength.

(Although, I have to admit, I was crying my eyes out.  Thank heaven for sunglasses.)

She held her own.  She couldn't catch that first place spot.  Or even second.  But she held on to 4th place, and didn't let that girl on her heels out-kick her at the finish line.

I heard comments from the crowd.  Non-participating high-schoolers (not deserving of much credence).  Laughing.
One boy said, "I wouldn't have gotten up.  I would have just sat there and cried."

I wanted to yell, "Stupid kids!  Where's your compassion?!"  

But I didn't.  I maintained composure.

Afterwards, Bill went to check on Lex before we headed home.

He consoled her while she puked (he was used to it after the night he just had) and gasped for air.

(She has an inhaler... and refuses to use it due to a first-time-try-tongue-numbing-gag-inducing experience.)

But she's a survivor.

We attended a lovely baptism and luncheon following our brief stop at the meet,

then headed home.

I have spent 99% of my time since, preparing a lesson for Relief Society.

I only stopped to get a drink, take a potty break, and down two doses of Alka-Seltzer Plus.

My family has enjoyed basketball (go BYU),

and tape-delayed American Idol.

I'm ready for bed.