Lake Powell

Love the farmers tan, goes well with the hat :)

Zach and I went down to Lake Powell with Zach's family on Monday. We were supposed to stay until Friday and come back for Zach's race but I got super sick and we had to leave on Tuesday, the very next day. I got a cough on Sunday evening but thought it would probably just go away, and I didn't want to miss out on Lake Powell. Each day I got progressively more sick. I mainly just rested and took it easy on the house boat while Zach went skiing and tubbing with the group. I thought I could tough it out and just take it easy and rest so Zach could still enjoy his vacation for the week but then I got a fever of 99.8. I read in my pregnancy book that if you get a fever between 100 and 102 it could be damaging for the baby and you would need to see a physician for the fever. So we decided it was best to leave before my fever got any higher. We drove home and got in around 1 am. I scheduled a Dr's appointment the next morning with my OB. She said both of my entire lungs sounded horrible and she thought I had pneumonia. I had to go to the hospital and get a chest x-ray to see how my lungs looked. Apparently it wasn't pneumonia thank goodness, but I have really bad bronchitis. I'm on an antibiotic now and Zach and I are just taking it easy at home watching King of Queens episodes on DVD. I feel so bad for Zach missing all the fun in Lake Powell. He's been super sweet about it and tells me it's better to be safe for me and the baby. It's just such a bummer it had to happen on our vacation.