Wow- what a process it is to move across state lines. I haven't had internet for over a week so this post may be a little long. The move really began right around Valentines Day. Our original plan was to leave the following Monday on President's Day, but it was going quicker than we had planned for and there was a snow storm coming. We moved quickly and left Logan Saturday at about 12 p.m.
We couldn't have made it without all of the help of others. Our good friend Chris helped us load boxes. Justin's family came and helped load the larger items and took us to dinner. My sisters helped clean and wrap up the loose ends. My dad drove the truck and horse trailer to us in Logan and from Ontario to Troutdale. The members of our new ward helping us unpack. I felt very blessed and loved when it was all over.
Another challenge that came on during the move was my eye. The day before Valentines, my right eye started to droop. The next morning it wasn't any better and was actually getting worse. I thought that I had a stye, and went to the optometrist to see if he could work some magic. He told me he saw a little Giant Papillary Conjunctivities or GPC developing and a little stye.
"I could give you a steroid to clear out the GPC, but I'm not going to. It should clear up on its own," He said.
He further recommeneded to wear my glasses and heat pack my eye. I tried to be hopeful and returned home to carry out his instructions over the next couple of days. Well, it progressively got worse. As we made the trek from Logan to Ontario, my left eye began to hurt and burn and feel like it had dirt in it. The next couple of days were not fun as that feeling only progressed.
When I arrived in Ontario, my six year old niece informed me that I look funny wearing glasess. (My glasses are from high school.) Thanks Megan. :) My other six year old nephew didn't even recognize me.
Luckily my mom has a good friend in the community who is an eye doctor. This woman opened her eye practice doors special for me on Presidents day. Her diagnosis: No stye, just a bad case of GPC. She put me on eye drops and within a couple of hours my eyes were filling soooo much better. I am so grateful for her kindess and skills.
Now that the eye problem was getting under control it was time to brave the weather and make the next six hour drive to our new apartment. We only saw rain on our way to Troutdale and arrived with plenty of time to spare before our help would be there to unload.
Our apartment is on the third floor. This meant quite a good workout that afternoon. Several people from our church showed up to help us unload. I don't know if we would have made it without there help, those stairs were killer.
It took us two full days to unpack and get situated. It was exhausting, but it has been well worth it. We are loving the area, Justin is loving his job, and we are loving the people. I am looking forward to the experiences I will have in this beautiful part of Oregon.
Justin and Ruth Blazzard