We had a feeling that we needed to make a road trip to Salt Lake to see Navy.
I had spoken with his mom earlier that day and she said that the Dr.'s weren't giving him
much hope and that he was taking a turn for the worse. I just broke down and I knew that if
Trevor were home, he would be there at the hospital. So I felt like we needed to go and see
him for Trevor. So all of our family jumped on the band wagon and went up.
When we got to SLC we went right to the hotel that
Cambria and Jeff reserved for us. They didn't realize the area that
the hotel was located was TOTALLY GHETTO!!! Scary!
We put the 2 queen size beds together so we could all sleep together.
Cecilee and Angel ended up going on the floor.
The parking lot was filled with prostitutes and pimps and
really kind of scary with people walking through looking to break into a car.
We didn't sleep very well, or Bryan didn't sleep very well.
When we got to Primary Children's Hospital we had to be ID'd and Pictured.
Sydnee had a hard time getting approved, haha
We finally got sticker badged and headed up to see Navy.
We even brought Trevor with us. It was quite the ordeal trying to get into the hospital. We all needed our ID and a picture and prove who we were, etc. We got name badges to prove that we
were suppose to be in the hospital. We finally got upstairs to see Navy and he was
surprised to see us. He said, "WHY did you guys make the trip?" We told him because we
loved him and this is where Trevor would be, so we did it for him.
We had a great visit with him. He just kept asking us about ourselves. Then Jeff played the
guitar and sang and Navy sang along with him, We went for a walk with him in the halls
and he wanted to show everyone something down the hall.
It was a wonderful morning at Primary Children's Hospital.
Here were some of the pictures that Navy's mom sent me through his surgery:
This was what was removed from Navy's intestines, it was ALOT
bigger than they ever thought it would be.
Navy after surgery and all of his friends with Navy and Trevor's little standup.