<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505571534513196156</id><updated>2012-01-11T13:40:00.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Derek, Kaela and Camden Beach</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Beachs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414764216832444481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Sz0DAUaXQ1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lp0ygDAiXS4/S220/DSCN9819.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505571534513196156.post-4003636080783819139</id><published>2011-12-12T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T15:59:12.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BM64UEWwOf4/TufiBxsqbjI/AAAAAAAAAYU/VXi7nVbWOmg/s1600/IMG_0263.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2qOXa4JWfkE/TufYgYd1dxI/AAAAAAAAAYI/9-vKiRPYvgw/s1600/IMG_0223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2qOXa4JWfkE/TufYgYd1dxI/AAAAAAAAAYI/9-vKiRPYvgw/s320/IMG_0223.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685751105413543698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try not to judge me too harshly with my lack of blog posting.  And I would promise to get better but I know you don't like to be lied to.  So in that case I shall recap the wild year 2011 has been for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January- At the end of 2010 we found out that Derek's cancer was back.  So in January, after tons of testing and scans, Derek started chemo again.  He was not happy to say the least but can you blame him? We decided that I should continue to go to school so I started my second semester at ASU (and did awesome, just thought you would like to know).  It has been almost year since then so my memory may be fuzzy (or I purposely blocked it out, who knows?) but I don't think anything else happened in January.  Here are some pictures of Camden in January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LdYmP9Grar4/TubZ-oi8aYI/AAAAAAAAALw/-BRAd7gHWTk/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LdYmP9Grar4/TubZ-oi8aYI/AAAAAAAAALw/-BRAd7gHWTk/s320/014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685471249660930434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cZjmX0JINxU/TubaYHr15bI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ad1ECgKjNIA/s1600/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cZjmX0JINxU/TubaYHr15bI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ad1ECgKjNIA/s320/036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685471687516480946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6arK-N0b3a0/TubbzLsLsQI/AAAAAAAAAMU/ZP6yA0Kr2o8/s1600/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6arK-N0b3a0/TubbzLsLsQI/AAAAAAAAAMU/ZP6yA0Kr2o8/s320/039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685473251959746818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February-In February, Derek started losing his hair:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JWiNg7CCdxU/Tubvxs4NfHI/AAAAAAAAAM4/ZU9OJwJCd_g/s1600/DSCN0855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JWiNg7CCdxU/Tubvxs4NfHI/AAAAAAAAAM4/ZU9OJwJCd_g/s320/DSCN0855.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685495216741383282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0Q_cvftUiiA/TubwYuJYg_I/AAAAAAAAANE/kjoH2iK06-w/s1600/DSCN0856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0Q_cvftUiiA/TubwYuJYg_I/AAAAAAAAANE/kjoH2iK06-w/s320/DSCN0856.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685495887096742898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretty wicked. He eventually just shaved it because it was grossing me out that he pulled out huge chunks out of a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In February we also celebrated Derek's fake birthday.  His birthday is February 29th so on non-leap years we have to pretend like his birthday is on the 28th.  We had a small little family get together for it.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6C_XiESM_yE/TubzrhetYFI/AAAAAAAAANQ/Ta-yjTtkpcc/s1600/DSCN0873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6C_XiESM_yE/TubzrhetYFI/AAAAAAAAANQ/Ta-yjTtkpcc/s320/DSCN0873.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685499508648927314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zIjFcYlTdVY/Tub0GPNtlXI/AAAAAAAAANc/9Ed2VjLa1D4/s1600/DSCN0875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zIjFcYlTdVY/Tub0GPNtlXI/AAAAAAAAANc/9Ed2VjLa1D4/s320/DSCN0875.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685499967602267506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I surprised him with the most awesome gift, an ipad!  Jealous?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjhj1f6qIbY/Tub0ctm0EMI/AAAAAAAAANo/W-vNzH5Nzu8/s1600/DSCN0879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjhj1f6qIbY/Tub0ctm0EMI/AAAAAAAAANo/W-vNzH5Nzu8/s320/DSCN0879.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685500353717735618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-41p0uc2s8Yg/Tub0x86F2BI/AAAAAAAAAN0/aykR6oNGILU/s1600/DSCN0883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-41p0uc2s8Yg/Tub0x86F2BI/AAAAAAAAAN0/aykR6oNGILU/s320/DSCN0883.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685500718602377234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, that is not a homeless man holding that Ipad, that is Derek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March- In march I had a big wedding that I did.  It was a lot of fun and I got to experience some flowers that I have never worked with before.  I think the arrangements turned out great and the bride and groom were quite happy.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QT4DADNBQUI/TucF56PCWkI/AAAAAAAAAOY/IG1tYVJMHdo/s1600/DSCN0887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QT4DADNBQUI/TucF56PCWkI/AAAAAAAAAOY/IG1tYVJMHdo/s320/DSCN0887.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685519547021548098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9PTd9NkzObg/TucGPm6dxcI/AAAAAAAAAOk/IvSCspD-pyE/s1600/DSCN0884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9PTd9NkzObg/TucGPm6dxcI/AAAAAAAAAOk/IvSCspD-pyE/s320/DSCN0884.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685519919792113090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also did our annual spring break Disneyland trip.  We went for 3 days.  My sister and Josh (our neighbor and my sister's then-boyfriend) accompanied us for the best trip we have EVER had at Disneyland.  It was seriously so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mpSWQ9DIwHU/Tub-AoZSEeI/AAAAAAAAAOA/ttAExzTsiWw/s1600/DSCN0914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mpSWQ9DIwHU/Tub-AoZSEeI/AAAAAAAAAOA/ttAExzTsiWw/s320/DSCN0914.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685510866398745058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DVrKlY92iRc/TucIaFHd-pI/AAAAAAAAAOw/TgveTFFsSvE/s1600/DSCN1003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DVrKlY92iRc/TucIaFHd-pI/AAAAAAAAAOw/TgveTFFsSvE/s320/DSCN1003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685522298721663634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April-In April we did our second Relay for Life that is run by the American Cancer Society.  During the cancer survivor walk, Derek took Camden with him.  Camden thought all the applause was for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IGUoql_x6r4/TucJe98l-dI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ccWYR6OXbZQ/s1600/DSCN1210%2B-%2BCopy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IGUoql_x6r4/TucJe98l-dI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ccWYR6OXbZQ/s320/DSCN1210%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685523482207975890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We did a Beach pier carnival.  Camden and I posed for a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lYs4U2XkpoE/TucJ594wU8I/AAAAAAAAAPI/Dn8pSE31FSY/s1600/DSCN1222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lYs4U2XkpoE/TucJ594wU8I/AAAAAAAAAPI/Dn8pSE31FSY/s320/DSCN1222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685523946048345026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a great time and raised over $2000 for the American Cancer Society.  Boo-yah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In April I also turned 24.  No pictures were captured to document this momentous occasion.  Sadly, the day was spent in class and I barely remember that day.  All well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the month we joined Marlena and Rochelle on a hike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xlYZ5T9kE0I/TucM67YcruI/AAAAAAAAAPU/_TwaWTbAFJc/s1600/DSCN1270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xlYZ5T9kE0I/TucM67YcruI/AAAAAAAAAPU/_TwaWTbAFJc/s320/DSCN1270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685527261090721506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young cousins got to hang out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HBQuiWaZnco/TucNRB3qUZI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Ydn3joxK14g/s1600/DSCN1265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HBQuiWaZnco/TucNRB3qUZI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Ydn3joxK14g/s320/DSCN1265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685527640789373330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids learned what to do if they come upon a snake and how to make sure they stay hydrated. It was a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NOZDyBOLUvI/TueUw42fIWI/AAAAAAAAAPs/j73Ku2SwtoY/s1600/DSCN1343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NOZDyBOLUvI/TueUw42fIWI/AAAAAAAAAPs/j73Ku2SwtoY/s320/DSCN1343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685676622194090338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May- In May we went to the Ward camp out.  We love our ward (a lot!) and wanted to be more involved so we made an extra effort to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i2sLzYeYYRc/TueVlDfK-ZI/AAAAAAAAAP4/P6tvcpiucVw/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i2sLzYeYYRc/TueVlDfK-ZI/AAAAAAAAAP4/P6tvcpiucVw/s320/007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685677518402288018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camden ate lots of dirt and eventually sneezed out a giant rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I8ZCpM-9IE0/TueV-6YHYyI/AAAAAAAAAQE/x9HMcHARmE0/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I8ZCpM-9IE0/TueV-6YHYyI/AAAAAAAAAQE/x9HMcHARmE0/s320/021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685677962633372450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was a boat racing contest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YYDL6bMSJCQ/TueWbqS9sqI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/LhdWhUcN9hU/s1600/062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YYDL6bMSJCQ/TueWbqS9sqI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/LhdWhUcN9hU/s320/062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685678456533004962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lost.  And by lost I mean we epically failed. But it was a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is also the month where Camden became the notorious menace on society known as Sticker Head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5UsisqM4olY/TueYeSqAdxI/AAAAAAAAAQo/-3pcvQZfDCg/s1600/065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5UsisqM4olY/TueYeSqAdxI/AAAAAAAAAQo/-3pcvQZfDCg/s320/065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685680700750067474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He just radiates evil, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June- June was a special month for us.  First, we started having mysterious drawings appear on everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wyc871r1rXY/TueapCcBEGI/AAAAAAAAARk/m64CxbFUH5g/s1600/105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wyc871r1rXY/TueapCcBEGI/AAAAAAAAARk/m64CxbFUH5g/s320/105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685683084398235746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CbLE6LmSkBg/TueZ84QN7FI/AAAAAAAAARM/WYsr-D7XLhM/s1600/106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CbLE6LmSkBg/TueZ84QN7FI/AAAAAAAAARM/WYsr-D7XLhM/s320/106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685682325750148178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The culprit is still at large.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mRijjt6eZ98/TueZoOF7fgI/AAAAAAAAARA/Dvowsfe3Mdk/s1600/104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mRijjt6eZ98/TueZoOF7fgI/AAAAAAAAARA/Dvowsfe3Mdk/s320/104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685681970835324418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uMsZkEFVRWA/TueY_a7JuCI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/ddEgL7j9Tsc/s1600/101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uMsZkEFVRWA/TueY_a7JuCI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/ddEgL7j9Tsc/s320/101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685681269905143842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camden also got to enjoy a birthday party for his friend Madden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DJ5WfjFl_Zk/TueX9AaA5jI/AAAAAAAAAQc/wwqNGOPoSqI/s1600/122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DJ5WfjFl_Zk/TueX9AaA5jI/AAAAAAAAAQc/wwqNGOPoSqI/s320/122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685680128915465778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had lots of fun bouncing around and enjoying the company of all the little kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RiVgMlYPCO4/Tuedm9qMFFI/AAAAAAAAARw/4aRIEs4ITKw/s1600/131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RiVgMlYPCO4/Tuedm9qMFFI/AAAAAAAAARw/4aRIEs4ITKw/s320/131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685686347290645586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then on June 11th, my brother got baptized!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EttK9ewpAKM/Tuefj9puG-I/AAAAAAAAASg/OwMxQvYu4F8/s1600/168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EttK9ewpAKM/Tuefj9puG-I/AAAAAAAAASg/OwMxQvYu4F8/s320/168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685688494772329442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8I-4lVANT7s/TueevHlQUkI/AAAAAAAAASU/sL7KU9LqWcc/s1600/161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8I-4lVANT7s/TueevHlQUkI/AAAAAAAAASU/sL7KU9LqWcc/s320/161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685687586904887874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked Derek to baptize him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tega3zqT7p8/TueeD9gpoqI/AAAAAAAAAR8/MG1YuNX2698/s1600/156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tega3zqT7p8/TueeD9gpoqI/AAAAAAAAAR8/MG1YuNX2698/s320/156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685686845466845858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And asked Jordan and I to speak at his baptism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9SL-VbxQhDY/TueeX69gGOI/AAAAAAAAASI/EDUpT6vgWyo/s1600/159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9SL-VbxQhDY/TueeX69gGOI/AAAAAAAAASI/EDUpT6vgWyo/s320/159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685687188379932898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you didn't know, that completes the Walls siblings. Just 5 days shy of my 5 year baptism anniversary my last sibling joined.  That is pretty rad if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July- July was an excellent month.  First, Derek had a PET scan and the scan showed that his cancer was ALMOST gone.  He was super close to remission and we were so happy.  We could not wait to get on with our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, our baby boy turned 2!  We had a birthday party for him at Desert Breeze Park's Splash Pad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K2Ntb3Rx9ms/TuegRYX8YYI/AAAAAAAAASs/4KE3UlqXJNo/s1600/Stuff%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K2Ntb3Rx9ms/TuegRYX8YYI/AAAAAAAAASs/4KE3UlqXJNo/s320/Stuff%2B006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685689275039637890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MA_bBl5m-cI/Tuege7M0fUI/AAAAAAAAAS4/zDOQtCORAIQ/s1600/Stuff%2B016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MA_bBl5m-cI/Tuege7M0fUI/AAAAAAAAAS4/zDOQtCORAIQ/s320/Stuff%2B016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685689507726523714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oDHGqykJvuA/Tueg3y3wn7I/AAAAAAAAATE/9Q0JFE-I6Z0/s1600/Stuff%2B019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oDHGqykJvuA/Tueg3y3wn7I/AAAAAAAAATE/9Q0JFE-I6Z0/s320/Stuff%2B019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685689934987435954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M9URQXtZ9W8/Tue_cBDgn_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/GJ8_PkpydR8/s1600/DSC01493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M9URQXtZ9W8/Tue_cBDgn_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/GJ8_PkpydR8/s320/DSC01493.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685723542618939378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of friends and family came out to celebrate with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On his actual birthday we took him to the Disney store and he got to pick out a gift.  Naturally he picked a stuffed Buzz and Woody from Toy Story.  We had a little get together for the grandparents.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WQvGk77XXEY/TufD3xDgUjI/AAAAAAAAAUA/zy-sGofbo_Q/s1600/DSCN1631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WQvGk77XXEY/TufD3xDgUjI/AAAAAAAAAUA/zy-sGofbo_Q/s320/DSCN1631.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685728417406800434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xd91mgD4aK0/TufE3AdZntI/AAAAAAAAAUY/QQ6O6Hr-9jU/s1600/DSCN1673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xd91mgD4aK0/TufE3AdZntI/AAAAAAAAAUY/QQ6O6Hr-9jU/s320/DSCN1673.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685729503873703634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fkwKWhLPy3c/TufEYZvf_kI/AAAAAAAAAUM/MGMzW21eLyI/s1600/DSCN1649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fkwKWhLPy3c/TufEYZvf_kI/AAAAAAAAAUM/MGMzW21eLyI/s320/DSCN1649.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685728978084560450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camden did get his 2nd year pictures done by Ashlee Gibson again.  They turned out AMAZING and proved how awesome Ashlee is and how my child is truly baby model material.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IaR52ZIYjz4/TufAa3-QC1I/AAAAAAAAATc/EI4dRgEJRIs/s1600/Camden%2BAge%2B2%2B096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IaR52ZIYjz4/TufAa3-QC1I/AAAAAAAAATc/EI4dRgEJRIs/s320/Camden%2BAge%2B2%2B096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685724622512720722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g8iBBQShpMM/TufAphR-dII/AAAAAAAAATo/0yCPD2sO3hM/s1600/Camden%2BAge%2B2%2B013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g8iBBQShpMM/TufAphR-dII/AAAAAAAAATo/0yCPD2sO3hM/s320/Camden%2BAge%2B2%2B013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685724874119476354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ukt8vYmiAjs/TufBBdGBrNI/AAAAAAAAAT0/YGmFrXMV3gQ/s1600/Camden%2BAge%2B2%2B108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ukt8vYmiAjs/TufBBdGBrNI/AAAAAAAAAT0/YGmFrXMV3gQ/s320/Camden%2BAge%2B2%2B108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685725285312474322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In July, Derek also got called to be the Sunday school president in our ward. He likes this calling and does a great job at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August-  In August we had a sobering appointment with Derek's transplant doctor.  In July we had found out that his cancer was almost gone and that a bone marrow transplant would give him a chance to be cured.  We were pumped and ready to go.  But at this appointment we found out all the scary dangers with this type of transplant.  The doctor (unfortunately) listed all the many ways Derek could die from this type of transplant (bedside manner isn't great, but she is the best).  The transplant could cure him of cancer only to kill him from some terrible effect of Graft Vs. Host disease.  Needless to say, this depressed us greatly.  But we persevered.  Okay, Derek got over it and I cried for weeks, what can I say. Unfortunately the realization of losing Derek has been at the forefront of my mind since this point, so I can't really say that I have been all myself since August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In separate news, I got called to be the Cub Scout Wolf leader for our ward.  However, our stake has so few boys that we combine with 2 other wards to make one den.  It is a lot of fun and I really like only having to teach every 3 months :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September- In September I was suppose to run in the Disney half marathon in Disneyland but two things happened.  1) I hurt myself.  And not even from a cool running injury. Embarrassingly enough, I was standing on chair steam cleaning the wall above our fireplace and the legs of the chair broke.  I hurt both ankles, my wrist, and my self esteem in the fall. So I was unable to continue training. And I have yet to go back to training.  I will again.  Maybe.  2) We were too poor to go.  I think that this depressed me more than hurting myself.  I thought that this would be a great trip to get away from everything before getting into the transplant drama.  Instead we went to Flagstaff to visit my sister, which was still nice.  I can't find any pictures of this joyous day but we went to the county fair, a craft fair, and toured Flagstaff.  The weather was perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that week, we enjoyed a trip to the Sea life Aquarium at Arizona Mills with Lindsey and Madden. The boys enjoyed touching the star fish and seeing all the fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yKe2_dmqH4Q/TufHqursMQI/AAAAAAAAAUk/KQsbd-D9gHU/s1600/DSCN1710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yKe2_dmqH4Q/TufHqursMQI/AAAAAAAAAUk/KQsbd-D9gHU/s320/DSCN1710.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685732591478255874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EGLQdYEonQo/TufH4ThkfDI/AAAAAAAAAUw/eRH_hmoHoPw/s1600/DSCN1719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EGLQdYEonQo/TufH4ThkfDI/AAAAAAAAAUw/eRH_hmoHoPw/s320/DSCN1719.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685732824706219058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3d79vopIaBE/TufILTQOWMI/AAAAAAAAAU8/lBfH42Xc7gg/s1600/DSCN1729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3d79vopIaBE/TufILTQOWMI/AAAAAAAAAU8/lBfH42Xc7gg/s320/DSCN1729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685733151050979522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In September we were also able to witness my mom and Jeff get married!  It was an adventure to say the least, but it was an awesome day, can you tell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sef-XFJs96Y/TufLnxsT6oI/AAAAAAAAAVI/aGHjXotxfQI/s1600/Walls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sef-XFJs96Y/TufLnxsT6oI/AAAAAAAAAVI/aGHjXotxfQI/s320/Walls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685736938793069186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rGXYQUHygYo/TufLnztIMeI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/qPqihA-ng6Q/s1600/Walls2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rGXYQUHygYo/TufLnztIMeI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/qPqihA-ng6Q/s320/Walls2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685736939333366242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uSzvSDCx6vg/TufLoPl5VsI/AAAAAAAAAVY/n7a6Bpg2akk/s1600/Walls3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uSzvSDCx6vg/TufLoPl5VsI/AAAAAAAAAVY/n7a6Bpg2akk/s320/Walls3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685736946819225282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In September we also went to Tucson and met with the folks at the Cancer center down there.  It is an amazing center and the people were spectacular.  I had a really good feeling about that place, even though it was really far away.  We did find out that if Derek did the transplant there, he would have to stay in Tucson for 3 months after the transplant.  This did not sit well with us, even though we understood why.  It would be too hard in general to swing that so we started looking into other options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October- In October we celebrated out 3rd wedding anniversary.  It was awesome.  Derek told me to not worry about it and he would plan the whole thing.  This was difficult for me to handle but I let him handle it. We went to a resort, ate at my favorite place (Cheesecake Factory), and got his sister to watch Camden for the night.  It was a really pleasant surprise and I appreciated that he took care of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween was also a blast.  We carved some pumpkins and Camden went trick or treating alongside our 2 neighbor girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YVQQN6umkCY/TufOicth66I/AAAAAAAAAVs/wA9vmmXzPgI/s1600/DSCN2539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YVQQN6umkCY/TufOicth66I/AAAAAAAAAVs/wA9vmmXzPgI/s320/DSCN2539.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685740145796574114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M4SRTMSQS30/TufOirW1XyI/AAAAAAAAAV4/tGnwMknwEqk/s1600/DSCN2531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M4SRTMSQS30/TufOirW1XyI/AAAAAAAAAV4/tGnwMknwEqk/s320/DSCN2531.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685740149727911714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also, all of Derek's siblings got tested to see if any of them were a match to him for his bone marrow transplant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November- In November we got Beach family pictures (which occurs every other year).  They turned out great and we really like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BM64UEWwOf4/TufiBxsqbjI/AAAAAAAAAYU/VXi7nVbWOmg/s1600/IMG_0263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BM64UEWwOf4/TufiBxsqbjI/AAAAAAAAAYU/VXi7nVbWOmg/s320/IMG_0263.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685761574726954546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4p9hcRnA-Hc/TufiCIG13kI/AAAAAAAAAYg/azn4VjOwYM8/s1600/IMG_0297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4p9hcRnA-Hc/TufiCIG13kI/AAAAAAAAAYg/azn4VjOwYM8/s320/IMG_0297.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685761580742336066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6lfa6NfzMts/TufiC0ygBhI/AAAAAAAAAYs/3QRTmsVDSIg/s1600/IMG_0318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6lfa6NfzMts/TufiC0ygBhI/AAAAAAAAAYs/3QRTmsVDSIg/s320/IMG_0318.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685761592736613906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yrrAF8K6Y8Q/TufiDMQrd1I/AAAAAAAAAY4/XActSSD6dFE/s1600/IMG_0731.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yrrAF8K6Y8Q/TufiDMQrd1I/AAAAAAAAAY4/XActSSD6dFE/s320/IMG_0731.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685761599037208402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the month, Camden was playing in the backyard while Derek was working back there and fell on something (not sure what) and split open his cheek/chin.  It was terrifying to say the least.  Derek said to just put a band-aid on it but I said we should take him to the ER.  So we comprimised and took him to Urgent Care.  However, Urgent Care couldn't do the stitches Camden needed so they sent us to the ER.  I love/hate being right.  We didn't get pictures of his ER experience but here is what it looked like after the stitches were put in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z3AIyqulh94/TufjsRfRSGI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/UcjfSUt19Zo/s1600/DSCN2593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z3AIyqulh94/TufjsRfRSGI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/UcjfSUt19Zo/s320/DSCN2593.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685763404326848610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lYJ9QXkvZAI/TufjryX5seI/AAAAAAAAAZE/kyakngUrVdc/s1600/DSCN2591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lYJ9QXkvZAI/TufjryX5seI/AAAAAAAAAZE/kyakngUrVdc/s320/DSCN2591.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685763395974443490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He has a pretty awesome scar.  Luckily, it does not take away from his super cute face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" class="w"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;December- Derek had another PET scan which showed that his cancer isn't growing but it is getting more active.  Which isn't the greatest news.  However, we did find out that two of his siblings are a match to him for his bone marrow transplant!  We were really grateful for that news and are grateful for the willingness of his siblings to help him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were asked by the Primary president in our ward to play Mary and Joseph in the primary's production for our ward party.  We agreed, though after this year I doubt they will ever ask us again!  Here is a family picture (us and Jesus):&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zhnWTUwNF4c/TufX09mnRwI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Grtkjd8Gv0Y/s1600/December%2B034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zhnWTUwNF4c/TufX09mnRwI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Grtkjd8Gv0Y/s320/December%2B034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685750359468230402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Camden got to sit on Santa's lap:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ShAkwZjpC3c/TuflEBdU98I/AAAAAAAAAZo/asZs2v_I8oc/s1600/December%2B039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ShAkwZjpC3c/TuflEBdU98I/AAAAAAAAAZo/asZs2v_I8oc/s320/December%2B039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685764911852222402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are getting ready for Christmas.  It is our favorite time of year so we have the house all decorated.  We are grateful to spend this time together and be able to celebrate the birth of our Savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0arVhzrgYDc/TuflEqD_cRI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/pNaycHTxGMM/s1600/December%2B061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0arVhzrgYDc/TuflEqD_cRI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/pNaycHTxGMM/s320/December%2B061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685764922751807762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-diEZ9ATEX7A/TuflDzJKtcI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Ygqq3TdcDw0/s1600/DSCN2611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-diEZ9ATEX7A/TuflDzJKtcI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Ygqq3TdcDw0/s320/DSCN2611.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685764908009567682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We appreciate all the love and support that we have gotten from everyone.  We can feel the thoughts and prayers that are sent our way.  We feel really positive about this transplant and are grateful that Heavenly Father has provided this opportunity and the hope that Derek can be cured of his cancer.  Heavenly Father has blessed us with a magnificent life together and truly takes care of our every need.  Our testimonies have been strengthened by the last couple of years and even when I feel my weakest I realize that I am stronger than I was the day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for checking out our year!  Have a merry Christmas and a happy new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derek, Kaela, and Camden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div style="display: block;" class="vertbar"&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" class="g"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" class="w"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="display: block;" class="vertbar"&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" class="g"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" class="w"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505571534513196156-4003636080783819139?l=dandkbeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/feeds/4003636080783819139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505571534513196156&amp;postID=4003636080783819139' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/4003636080783819139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/4003636080783819139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/2011/12/2011.html' title='2011'/><author><name>The Beachs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414764216832444481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Sz0DAUaXQ1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lp0ygDAiXS4/S220/DSCN9819.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2qOXa4JWfkE/TufYgYd1dxI/AAAAAAAAAYI/9-vKiRPYvgw/s72-c/IMG_0223.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505571534513196156.post-1045551038292037913</id><published>2011-08-11T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T18:41:48.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Transplant Meeting</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;So remember that time I was like "Yeah, we are excited for Derek to get a transplant because it could cure him and our life can go on"?  Those were good times.  But now reality has set in and its not anything that I thought it was going to be.  Derek met with his bone marrow transplant doctor today.  This is the same doctor that did his first transplant so she knows him well.  Derek and I couldn't wait for this meeting because we wanted to get this show on the road.  We have a life to get back to for heaven's sake!  We already knew that this would be a different transplant then he had before.  A couple of years ago, Derek got an Autologous Stem Cell Transplant.  This type of transplant used his own stem cells from his bones after very intense chemotherapy.  The purpose was to knock out as much cancer as possible.  Unfortunately, his cancer came back and continued to grow, which is not cool.  However, another biopsy showed cell types that did not show up last time.  They changed the chemo made specifically to kill those cell types and it worked!  He is technically in remission.  But don't throw your parties yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After today's meeting we found out that the cancer will probably come back and continue to if something isn't done about it.  That is were a bone marrow transplant comes in.  The doctor explained that we all get cancer but our immune system is able to kill it off.  When someone gets a cancer and it grows, it means that their immune system failed at recognizing the threat and failed to kill it.  And since Derek's immune system totally sucks at that kind of thing he now needs a different transplant called an Allogeneic Bone Marrow Transplant.  This transplant would put chemo in him that would totally kill off his own immune system and then he would get back a donor's (hopefully a sibling who matches) bone marrow.  Their cells would then build him a new immune system which would hopefully be able to fight off any cancer that comes back.  With that will probably result in 2 things: Graft vs. Hodgkins, which will recognize his cancer and kill it, which we want, and Graft vs. Host disease which will try to kill off other things that aren't bad, which we don't want.  Apparently after that point the future looks bleak.  The doctor said that out of the many people she has done this type of transplant for, only one has been considered "cured" but he lives with Graft vs. Host disease that tries to kill off his skin.  Depressed yet?  So are we.  The possibility of dying from one of the affects(suppressed immune system = infection, liver failure, etc.) of the disease are high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are still many options out there for Derek to get rid of his cancer (clinical trials, other chemos yet tried) but nothing offers the option of being cured except for the transplant.  And with the transplant comes various consequences: from managing Graft vs. Host disease to death.  The reality of losing Derek has been something I have had to deal with for these last 3 years, but it never felt more possible than today getting that news.  And any silly optimism we felt this last month after the PET scan went right out of the window.  We talked about having another child, Derek getting a job, not seeing the chemo room every week and maybe the nurses even forgetting who we are were all things we hoped may happen soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the worst part was seeing Derek's face as the doctor told us all of this.  I have only seen him cry twice about his cancer.  The first was two weeks before we got married, sitting in that Urgent Care room with a doctor use to treating sprained ankles and strep throat having to read the CT scan results predicting cancer.  The second was today.  And do you know what was the first worry he expressed was?  "I would feel awful if I died from Graft vs. Host disease.  I don't want one of my siblings to have to deal with the fact that their stems cells killed me".  Silly man, thinking about other people at the time that you are suppose to think of yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize if this post went from informational to bitter.  Sometimes my life feels like a never ending Lifetime movie, filled with bad acting and a terribly written script.  But alas, I know no screenwriter would be this mean to their characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't take that as a knock against God.  In fact, his blessings are numerous among all this chaos.  I really feel like he tries to make it as easy as possible without slacking on the things that we are suppose to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pibGULp5Rbo/TkSCyy2UzJI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/JoO4e8tc6pE/s1600/Camden%2BAge%2B2%2B098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pibGULp5Rbo/TkSCyy2UzJI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/JoO4e8tc6pE/s320/Camden%2BAge%2B2%2B098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639776442529402002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't feel sorry for us.  We get to look at that face everyday!  And that face, helps me get out of bed some days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505571534513196156-1045551038292037913?l=dandkbeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/feeds/1045551038292037913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505571534513196156&amp;postID=1045551038292037913' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/1045551038292037913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/1045551038292037913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/2011/08/transplant-meeting.html' title='Transplant Meeting'/><author><name>The Beachs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414764216832444481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Sz0DAUaXQ1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lp0ygDAiXS4/S220/DSCN9819.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pibGULp5Rbo/TkSCyy2UzJI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/JoO4e8tc6pE/s72-c/Camden%2BAge%2B2%2B098.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505571534513196156.post-949666624387021755</id><published>2011-07-14T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T20:39:31.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homemade Laundry Detergent</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-brfsWfrcS8o/Th-0R0aaoQI/AAAAAAAAAKA/BQAHMEPbdW0/s1600/227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-brfsWfrcS8o/Th-0R0aaoQI/AAAAAAAAAKA/BQAHMEPbdW0/s320/227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629416277456625922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since posting about making it, I have had A LOT of request for the recipe.  I wish I could tell you that it is from my own making but it most definitely is not.  I snagged it off the Duggars website (the people with 19 kids and counting).  The recipe I got made 10 gallons, which is way more than I need right now or want to store.  So here is the recipe I used:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;-2 cups of hot tap water&lt;br /&gt;-1/2 bar of soap *see below for more about what kind of soap&lt;br /&gt;-1/2 cup Arm &amp;amp; Hammer Super Washing Soda (Do not use baking soda!)&lt;br /&gt;-1/4 cup of Borax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The recipe calls for the soap to be Fels-Naptha which you can find in the laundry aisle.  You can also use Ivory soap, which is what I use.  It is not as strong of a smell as the Fels-Naptha.  Also, the Washing Soda and the Borax can be found in the laundry aisle.  A box of each is like $3 and will last a really long time.  The 2 boxes will end up helping you make a ridiculous amount of laundry detergent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directions:&lt;br /&gt;- Grate the bar of soap and add to a saucepan with the 2 cups of hot tap water.  Stir over medium-low heat until the soap dissolves.&lt;br /&gt;-Fill a bucket up with 1 and 1/4 gallons of hot tap water.  Add the melted soap, 1/2 cup of washing soda, and 1/4 cup of Borax.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GPQ5uKCMvEk/Th-0hrI2faI/AAAAAAAAAKI/dAc2DEBA7Ps/s1600/228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GPQ5uKCMvEk/Th-0hrI2faI/AAAAAAAAAKI/dAc2DEBA7Ps/s320/228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629416549844942242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stir well until everything is dissolved.  Fill the bucket up with 1 and 1/4 gallons of water.  Cover and let it sit overnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Whatever container you use, fill it half full with your homemade detergent and will the rest up with water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't fret if your laundry doesn't smell like anything.  It's not suppose to.  This is gentle enough for sensitive skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go.  Super easy.  I used old detergent, fabric softener,and juice containers.  This made 5 gallons for me!  Use 1/4 cup with each load of laundry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505571534513196156-949666624387021755?l=dandkbeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/feeds/949666624387021755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505571534513196156&amp;postID=949666624387021755' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/949666624387021755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/949666624387021755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/2011/07/homemade-laundry-detergent.html' title='Homemade Laundry Detergent'/><author><name>The Beachs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414764216832444481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Sz0DAUaXQ1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lp0ygDAiXS4/S220/DSCN9819.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-brfsWfrcS8o/Th-0R0aaoQI/AAAAAAAAAKA/BQAHMEPbdW0/s72-c/227.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505571534513196156.post-2386348735713795470</id><published>2011-07-12T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T12:56:20.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Derek's Scan Results</title><content type='html'>The worst part about anything health related is the waiting.  I pretty much hate it.  Derek did a PET scan on Friday.  The PET scan lights up the cancer and tells you how strong the cancer is in the various parts of the body.  Derek has Lymphoma so it spreads quick and can be in many parts throughtout the body.  Before his 1st transplant he had it in17 different areas!  This time, however, Derek and I got through the weekend fine.  We felt really good about the results.  And boy were we right!  Derek's cancer is "nearly in remission"!!  In April a scan showed a bunch of different areas.  This scan showed that almost all of it has been wiped out!  This is great news because if the cancer had not done anything  or even grew then that would be it for traditional methods.  Derek would have to start trying trial chemos or other weird things.  The doctor is hoping to do another transplant, this time with someone else's cells, so gear up to get tested!  This transplant would then totally wipe out any left over cancer cells and gives Derek a better chance of being cured.  CURED!  So this time we are hoping for a transplant.  Dr. Polowy could barely contain his happiness and that made it all the better.  I can't believe that this could be over soon.  3 long years of cancer and it is almost gone.  Heavenly Father has been incredibly kind, continually blessing us and this blessing is a big one!  Thanks to everyone for the positive thoughts and prayers sent our way.  Keep it up because we can feel them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505571534513196156-2386348735713795470?l=dandkbeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/feeds/2386348735713795470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505571534513196156&amp;postID=2386348735713795470' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/2386348735713795470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/2386348735713795470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/2011/07/dereks-scan-results.html' title='Derek&apos;s Scan Results'/><author><name>The Beachs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414764216832444481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Sz0DAUaXQ1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lp0ygDAiXS4/S220/DSCN9819.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505571534513196156.post-531075057948280179</id><published>2011-07-07T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T14:21:20.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yikes!</title><content type='html'>Yikes I have been busy!  No pictures for this post because 1) I'm on my computer which has no pictures (my computer got wiped out!) and 2) I am WAY too lazy to get up and go to Derek's computer.  Derek had to go to the ER on Tuesday, which terrified me.  He had to go because when he was at the doctor's office getting chemo they got his blood results back and his platelet level was incredibly, terrifyingly, and scarily low.  So they sent him to the ER where he got a platelet transfusion, which is like a blood transfusion but it only had platelets in it.  So my neighbors (Josh, Jeff, and Dani) took Camden so I could go down and be with Derek.  By this time it was evening and that huge dust storm set in so it was impossible to see more than 10 feet in front of me while I was driving, but I floored it anyways.  There is no cure for an irrational woman.  Anyways, I got there and he was basically done so we left and now he is fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day (Wednesday) Derek was driving to the doctors office and realized the car was broken.  Now our other car was already broken so we had two broken cars.  That same day I was cleaning the wall above the fireplace and the chair I was standing on broke!  My ego was extremely bruised since the front 2 legs of the chair snapped off.  This was a decently sturdy chair so perhaps this is a wake up call, lol.  I hurt both ankles, a knee, elbow, and a wrist.  Not the greatest thing when you are trying to train for a half marathon that is less than 2 months away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it is Thursday, Derek fixed the car after spending $60 on a part that was only available at the dealership and I will have to miss out on the rest of the week's training.  On the bright side, my injury forced me to sit in one spot for a long time and I got my floral blog mostly fixed up and changed.  Check it out &lt;a href="http://www.eternityfloral.blogspot.com"&gt;www.eternityfloral.blogspot.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camden gets his pictures taken today by Ashlee, I am looking forward to this since she did an incredible job last year doing his pictures.  When I went to go get the pictures she took last year printed, they made me sign forms saying I had the rights to the pictures!  I told them they weren't professional photos but they didn't believe me.  That's how good they looked.  So I will post the pics when we get them, I am sure they will be amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow Derek gets a PET scan and Tuesday we will meet with the doctor to find out the results.  This scan will show us if his cancer is going down or what they heck it is doing. It better be going away because I am pretty tired of dealing with it.  However, this trial has been greatly lightened by those around us who love and care for us.  I know that this is Heavenly Father's doing, he really looks after us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, this Sunday my brother gets the Aaronic Priesthood!  How awesome is that??  It's pretty rad if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now stop reading this and go check out my revamped floral blog! &lt;a href="http://www.eternityfloral.blogspot.com"&gt; www.eternityfloral.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505571534513196156-531075057948280179?l=dandkbeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/feeds/531075057948280179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505571534513196156&amp;postID=531075057948280179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/531075057948280179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/531075057948280179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/2011/07/yikes.html' title='Yikes!'/><author><name>The Beachs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414764216832444481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Sz0DAUaXQ1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lp0ygDAiXS4/S220/DSCN9819.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505571534513196156.post-2676012618517770971</id><published>2011-07-03T23:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T23:34:47.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stationery card</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewWidget" style="width:425px; 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O5y--E6HkwQ/Tgk_1KQT0HI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ry0ff8wo7I4/s320/Folder%2B065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623095792267153522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my previous post I mentioned how lame I am at blogging.  Well, I still am.  I promise to do better.  I am going to be revamping both blogs (this one and my floral one).  I am hoping to post twice a week but you know how lame I am at stuff.  Lots of stuff going on with the Beachs (Beaches?  I still don't know).  Derek has cancer still.  Lately he has been feeling really sick.  He gained lots of weight and lost it all within the last week.  But you know my Derek, still a happy camper.  My Camden is getting huge!  He turns 2 next month (can you believe it??).  He is the most entertaining child ever.  He has a new evil laugh that he does when he does something bad.  I seriously can't be mad at a kid who develops his own evil laugh. The picture is of the notorious mad man himself, Sticker Head Boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still training for my half marathon that is on September 4th.  We are making a trip out of it with us and Robin, Caitlin, and Kora.  A couple days of Disneyland, having fun, then I will attempt not to vomit everywhere and on everyone while running 13.1 miles.  It shall be grand.  Have you seen our house?  Its beautiful.  Pictures to come (maybe, lol).  More updates soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505571534513196156-6997744181270483560?l=dandkbeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/feeds/6997744181270483560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505571534513196156&amp;postID=6997744181270483560' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/6997744181270483560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/6997744181270483560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/2011/06/oops.html' title='Oops'/><author><name>The Beachs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414764216832444481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Sz0DAUaXQ1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lp0ygDAiXS4/S220/DSCN9819.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O5y--E6HkwQ/Tgk_1KQT0HI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ry0ff8wo7I4/s72-c/Folder%2B065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505571534513196156.post-5714409681991134999</id><published>2010-11-04T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T03:22:11.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And the days roll on...</title><content type='html'>I am so lame at blogging.  I wish I was as good as my wonderful friend Ashlee, but alas, I am not. So from hence forth I will be better.  Our lives were just getting boring too...&lt;br /&gt;To begin we have been to Disneyland an asinine amount of times this year.  First just Derek and I went in March.  It was so nice to be there together.  Our trip to Disneyland 2 years before prompted the marriage discussion and viola! Here we are all &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/TNJ1-u9in5I/AAAAAAAAAH4/wBj0inOiqes/s1600/DSCN0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/TNJ1-u9in5I/AAAAAAAAAH4/wBj0inOiqes/s320/DSCN0042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535616612610252690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;grown up and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Here is Derek with Captain Hook comparing mustaches.  I missed Camden lots though and decided not to go on vacation without him again.  Next we went in April for my birthday.  Derek, Camden, Myself, and Talon Jean piled into our car, all of us with the stomach flu and went to Disneyland, the happiest place on Earth, and the cleanest place to dispose of your bodily waste.  Just sayin'.  Next is July, where my siblings, myself, Derek, and Camden surprised my mother by telling her we were going out to eat the day before her birthday, telling her lie after lie (I mean excuse after excuse) of why none of&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/TNJ386zKuEI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vezSYnMfbZU/s1600/DSCN1088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/TNJ386zKuEI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vezSYnMfbZU/s320/DSCN1088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535618780451485762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; us would be able to come see her on her real birthday.  When we get to her house to take her out for a cheap lunch we surprise her with the information that we are actually taking her to Disneyland for her birthday and she better go pack because we are leaving in 10 minutes.  It was so fun hearing sputters of "No, what?  Joking?" and us intensely looking at the clock and telling her she only had 8 more minutes before we were leaving her birthday behind-behind. Here is my mother getting to ride Peter Pan with her favorite and &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/TNJ5CIf6Z6I/AAAAAAAAAII/rRILwgbru0M/s1600/DSCN1295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/TNJ5CIf6Z6I/AAAAAAAAAII/rRILwgbru0M/s320/DSCN1295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535619969539794850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;only grandchild Camden.  Then in October we took the perilous journey to Disneyland with the whole (and by whole I mean most) of the Beach family.  We all shared a house in Anaheim, just a few minutes from Disneyland, and spent the next 3 days together.  Surprisingly we all survived.  No injuries or fatalities, it was a Christmas miracle.  So unfortunately we used our yearly miracle on that. Dont't be fooled.  This is not all of us.  That ends our Disneyland trips for a very long time.  I have become the master of trips to Disneyland so these trips really cost us nothing.  From a psychological stand point, I think we embarked on all of these trips because it was so nice to be able to actually go on trips and not worry if Derek should be around all of these people or can we &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/TNJ6CTA3c-I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/jdaD2A9keJU/s1600/DSCN0958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/TNJ6CTA3c-I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/jdaD2A9keJU/s320/DSCN0958.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535621071873995746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;afford to go?  It was nice to do something for us.  We also celebrated our baby's first birthday this year!  I can't believe how big he has gotten!  Or how curious he is.  These days he is fascinated with looking down people's shirts.  He's a Beach, no denying that.  We also bought a house!  Perfect time to buy if you can.  We bought our house for half of what it was 2 years ago.  Sad for the people before us but we do lov&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/TNJ7H0OuhUI/AAAAAAAAAIY/uj7nqcu-r1g/s1600/Derek+155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/TNJ7H0OuhUI/AAAAAAAAAIY/uj7nqcu-r1g/s320/Derek+155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535622266201474370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e our house.  It's in Chandler and its older, doesn't look like much from the outside but its a huge lot.  1400 square foot house on an 11,000 square foot lot.  Wild, I know. The inside has all tile and was kept up real nicely.  Our mortgage is less than what most people I know are paying for rent (not to brag).  If you can buy, now is the time.  By the way, that hummer in the driveway is not ours, that's our realtor's.  I am in school full time at ASU.  Its so nice to be back in school.  I have a full schedule of upper division English classes.  I am so grateful to be back in school that I am giving it all I got.  In fact, I have 100% in 2 of my classes, I didn't even think that was possible in college.  I also have been working little by little on getting my floral business together.   We also celebrated our 2 year anniversary on October 11th!    I know, I know, you're looking at that &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/TNKFqeYH0wI/AAAAAAAAAJA/AN1Bbr03_EA/s1600/DPP_00273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/TNKFqeYH0wI/AAAAAAAAAJA/AN1Bbr03_EA/s320/DPP_00273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535633856747000578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;picture wondering who those people are. Trust me, that's us.  I'm all thin and Derek looks like he might have a hold on his hairiness.  My current state of fluffiness means that we have Camden and that i'm too lazy to get rid any extra there is of me.  And Derek thought chemo would take care of removing his hair for him but silly him, the dude didn't lose his hair through 9 months of chemo.   Derek is doing okay.  His cough has come back which is a problem.  I am really sick of competing with cancer for my husband.  We thought we were doing good, moving on with our lives but here comes cancer.  The tumor in his chest on his windpipe is growing and that is why his cough is back.  It's getting worse.  We are still fighting insurance to get him back on.  I have tried everything I can think of.  We can't purchase our own insurance policy because he has a preexisiting condition.  The new healthcare reform would have us spend $1000 a month on medical insurance, and AHCCCS says I make too much money, which is laughable.  He needs a PET scan and no one will give him one unless we pay for it up front which is thousands of dollars that we just don't have.  It's sickening to know that my husband isn't getting the medical care he needs because I make $36 over the income limit.  It's also sad that he is getting punished because i'm working.  I hate playing into this messed up system but i'm doing what I have to do so that he can get his treatments.  I stopped working.  The upside is that now my house is clean.  Okay not really, but i'm trying.  Okay not trying as much as just lifting a pile of paper, complaining that I can't find anything and then putting the papers back down.  Our ward has been great and really helpful to us.  One of the ladies in my ward who lives across the street was talking with us the other day.  She said "I don't know how you guys do it.  Whenever you talk about your situation you seem like it doesn't stress you out".  We do seem that way sometimes.  But its only because if we think about it, the despair is just a bit too consuming.  Cancer can eat you up and spit you back out.  I apologize for the sudden turn of this blog post.  On the bright side we are happy and in love! Lately, I think of the couple of weeks before our wedding when we found out about Derek's cancer.  We were heading into the temple to do an endowment session to ease our minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/TNKBnbsRhrI/AAAAAAAAAIw/NoJ3QUpLi3E/s1600/DSCN1352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 323px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/TNKBnbsRhrI/AAAAAAAAAIw/NoJ3QUpLi3E/s320/DSCN1352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535629406440097458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"You guys should just get married now?" Rochelle said.&lt;br /&gt;"Want to?" I asked Derek.&lt;br /&gt;"No you will regret it" he replied.&lt;br /&gt;He has never been more wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505571534513196156-5714409681991134999?l=dandkbeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/feeds/5714409681991134999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505571534513196156&amp;postID=5714409681991134999' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/5714409681991134999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/5714409681991134999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/2010/11/and-days-roll-on.html' title='And the days roll on...'/><author><name>The Beachs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414764216832444481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Sz0DAUaXQ1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lp0ygDAiXS4/S220/DSCN9819.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/TNJ1-u9in5I/AAAAAAAAAH4/wBj0inOiqes/s72-c/DSCN0042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505571534513196156.post-8651066671798742019</id><published>2010-08-12T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T12:01:03.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/TGRDpimuxTI/AAAAAAAAAHg/UqnvPe5ItyQ/s1600/DSCN0511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/TGRDpimuxTI/AAAAAAAAAHg/UqnvPe5ItyQ/s320/DSCN0511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504599025496540466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry all.  It has been crazy!  I apologize for the neglect but I shall update you if you would like.  Just in case you aren't aware we (Derek, Kaela, and Camden Beach) LOVE Disneyland.  We have gone 3 times this year.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/TGREBLT3WLI/AAAAAAAAAHo/unGnFlLAE9M/s1600/DSCN0522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/TGREBLT3WLI/AAAAAAAAAHo/unGnFlLAE9M/s320/DSCN0522.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504599431560255666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought a house, I will post pictures soon.  We are moving in right now so we should be into our house this weekend.  I start school next week and I am super excited.  I am taking 5 English Lit classes at ASU.  Derek is doing great, we went to the doctor and he said that he is doing well and doesn't need to see him for a few months.  Camden is getting huge.  He turned one last month.  I can't believe how fast time flies!  Sorry to make this so short but we have alot going on.  I will post more later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505571534513196156-8651066671798742019?l=dandkbeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/feeds/8651066671798742019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505571534513196156&amp;postID=8651066671798742019' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/8651066671798742019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/8651066671798742019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/2010/08/hey.html' title='Hey!!'/><author><name>The Beachs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414764216832444481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Sz0DAUaXQ1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lp0ygDAiXS4/S220/DSCN9819.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/TGRDpimuxTI/AAAAAAAAAHg/UqnvPe5ItyQ/s72-c/DSCN0511.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505571534513196156.post-2387806674877872472</id><published>2009-12-31T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T11:57:11.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A look back at 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well it has been some year. This blog post is dedicated to a look back at the Derek, Kaela, and Camden Beach family in 2009. January-March was pretty uneventful. Derek and I were both really tired. I was growing a baby which is horribly tiring. In March we found out we were having a boy! Derek was doing chemo and was scheduled to be done in May. However he developed a cough similar to the one that took us to the doctor in the first place and more scans were done. It was found that his cancer hadn't shrunk any and in fact was growing. Derek went through 3 different types of chemo before it was decided that a bone marrow transplant was necessary if Derek wanted to be cured. In May we went and had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;consultation&lt;/span&gt; with the transplant doctor and everything was laid out for us.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/SzzpurK3vVI/AAAAAAAAAF4/OkmQrB250J8/s1600-h/DSCN9715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421465039518809426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/SzzpurK3vVI/AAAAAAAAAF4/OkmQrB250J8/s320/DSCN9715.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; His own stem cells would get extracted from his blood which looks like someone getting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dialysis&lt;/span&gt;. He had to do this 2 days in a row to get the amount of cells he needs. They said he would have to be in the hospital for about a month. The bad news was that it sounded like he would be in the hospital when I had Camden so I was greatly worried about that. Derek then did some pretty intense chemo where he spent 8 hours a day for a week getting chemo, got 2 weeks off then had to do it all over again. Towards June I was feeling pretty crappy. I was getting huge and thought I would be giving birth to a 10 pound baby. My blood pressure started rising. At the beginning of July I stopped working.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421471768522373746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Szzv2WqVunI/AAAAAAAAAGA/VQYA7AndfkY/s320/DSCN9730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                                 Here's me looking HUGE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;On July 21st I went to the doctor and my blood pressure was really high so they sent me to the hospital to get a 3D ultrasound to make sure my baby was okay. I was already &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dilated&lt;/span&gt; and almost &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; effaced so she said I would go into labor sometime this week but to make an appointment for next week just in case. Next week came and I still hadn't gone into labor. I went to the doctor and my blood pressure was crazy high and said that I had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;preeclampsia&lt;/span&gt; and the only cure is having the baby. So she sent me to the hospital to get induced. Everything went pretty quick after that. I got into the labor room and Derek got really sick. He had just done really intense chemo a couple days before so he kept disappearing into the bathroom. At 11am they started the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;pitocin&lt;/span&gt;. At 1pm my doctor came in and broke my water. At 145 pm I got my epidural. Pretty quickly after that I was 10 cm and started to push. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/SzzyOEY7-qI/AAAAAAAAAGI/8UVIlM9LdyE/s1600-h/DSCN9842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421474374957660834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/SzzyOEY7-qI/AAAAAAAAAGI/8UVIlM9LdyE/s320/DSCN9842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Szz_rrgmSZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/iHFq-JX1eI4/s1600-h/dscf3294_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421489177326143890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Szz_rrgmSZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/iHFq-JX1eI4/s320/dscf3294_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;At 501 pm Camden Allen Beach was born weighing 6 pounds 5 ounces and was 18 inches long. Derek was great through the whole thing. Even being so sick he never complained and was there for me every second I needed him. &lt;/p&gt;In &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;September&lt;/span&gt; Derek got his first transplant. This one he did outpatient. He did one day of super intense chemo. And the next day he got his cells back. It wiped him out pretty bad. He shaved his head because his hair was falling out but it was falling out too slow for him. Since he started chemo in last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;November&lt;/span&gt; he has kept his hair and wanted for once to look like he actually had cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We were living our life as a happy family. In October Derek and I celebrated our One year anniversary. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421476201566369202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Szzz4ZCY9bI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/c2QLnTjxGZU/s320/DSCN9881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That's not a beer on the table. That's an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;IBC&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;rootbeer&lt;/span&gt;. Derek can't have fountain sodas. Two days later he went in for his second transplant which he had to be admitted for. He did a whole week of chemo followed by a day of getting his cells back. I visited him everyday but no one under 12 can go into the transplant unit so Camden couldn't see Derek. Everyday I brought the blanket Camden slept with to Derek so that he had a little piece of his baby. It was really hard for Derek to be away from us and really hard for me to have to chose who I was going to be with Derek or Camden. But 15 days after being in the hospital Derek came home. He couldn't get out of the car fast enough to see his son! Derek got out of the hospital 2 weeks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;earlier&lt;/span&gt; than expected, and then very quickly started recovering. I took a caregiver class on how to care for Derek when he got out of the hospital and I was expecting him to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;incapable&lt;/span&gt; of doing anything like make his own food or even take a shower but he was fine! It was great and really a testimony to me how our Heavenly Father can perform miracles to those who believe they can happen. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421481857011198786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Szz5BlNgq0I/AAAAAAAAAGY/yR50wx5tgiM/s320/DSCN9893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                         Here is Derek getting his cells back for the last time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After that it was just a healing process for the both of us. Derek got called as second counselor in the Sunday school presidency. I got called as the secretary in the Primary. I went back to work right after Thanksgiving. We also had a wonderful Christmas. Even though Camden doesn't understand about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; yet we still had a blast buying and wrapping his presents and watching him as we opened them for him. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Szz8AtSC93I/AAAAAAAAAGg/BeutajzUqvo/s1600-h/DSCN0119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421485140532721522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Szz8AtSC93I/AAAAAAAAAGg/BeutajzUqvo/s320/DSCN0119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Szz8hukB_yI/AAAAAAAAAGo/p6jNQ9i2XtE/s1600-h/DSCN0132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421485707812273954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Szz8hukB_yI/AAAAAAAAAGo/p6jNQ9i2XtE/s320/DSCN0132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;                           Our Christmas was wonderful! It was so nice to be together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This has been a tough year but it was made sweeter by the arrival of our little boy. Heavenly Father sure has been watching over us and taken great care of us. Our family and friends have been angels to us and have really looked out for us. We couldn't be more grateful. It has also made us all the more grateful to be an eternal family. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421488512099880754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Szz_E9WTDzI/AAAAAAAAAGw/tx1Cl840ReE/s320/DSC_2997+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505571534513196156-2387806674877872472?l=dandkbeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/feeds/2387806674877872472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505571534513196156&amp;postID=2387806674877872472' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/2387806674877872472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/2387806674877872472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/2009/12/look-back-at-2009.html' title='A look back at 2009'/><author><name>The Beachs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414764216832444481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Sz0DAUaXQ1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lp0ygDAiXS4/S220/DSCN9819.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/SzzpurK3vVI/AAAAAAAAAF4/OkmQrB250J8/s72-c/DSCN9715.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505571534513196156.post-9120144372121594723</id><published>2009-11-21T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T10:24:06.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>Now that Derek is home we haven't had much going on which is AWESOME!  We just hang out.  Derek is doing great. He has an appointment on Tuesday and I am going to ask if I can go back to work.  I LOVE being at home but I feel like I need to go back to work.  We are too poor for both of us not to be working.  Derek's hair is growing back and I have a feeling it will grow back fast.  Camden is a big fatty.  I love it, he is so cute. He smiles alot, he is just a happy, content baby.  Well that is all that is new with us.  I am glad I have nothing more to tell you.  A boring life is my favorite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505571534513196156-9120144372121594723?l=dandkbeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/feeds/9120144372121594723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505571534513196156&amp;postID=9120144372121594723' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/9120144372121594723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/9120144372121594723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/2009/11/sorry.html' title='Sorry'/><author><name>The Beachs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414764216832444481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Sz0DAUaXQ1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lp0ygDAiXS4/S220/DSCN9819.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505571534513196156.post-8923383932458786797</id><published>2009-11-12T10:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T10:58:34.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day + Not sure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/SvxYvGZnsWI/AAAAAAAAAFw/DmiewV5YXCk/s1600-h/DSCN9917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403291219132920162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/SvxYvGZnsWI/AAAAAAAAAFw/DmiewV5YXCk/s320/DSCN9917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have alot of pictures of Camden and Derek together but I can't help it!  They are just so cute! They were taking a nap and Camden moved his hand over so that he could fall asleep touching his daddy's hand.  Precious I know.  We are all doing great. Derek is feeling fantastic.  He seems totally normal.  He has been really helpful.  He does alot around the house and does alot with Camden.  We went to the doctor on Tuesday and she said that he was doing so well he didn't have to come back for 2 weeks.  Plus he got his external line taken out that day so he is pretty happy.  Camden is doing great.  He is just getting so big, I can't believe it.  I am doing okay.  I fail at trying to excerise and lose weight so im feeling pretty lame. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505571534513196156-8923383932458786797?l=dandkbeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/feeds/8923383932458786797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505571534513196156&amp;postID=8923383932458786797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/8923383932458786797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/8923383932458786797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-not-sure.html' title='Day + Not sure'/><author><name>The Beachs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414764216832444481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Sz0DAUaXQ1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lp0ygDAiXS4/S220/DSCN9819.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/SvxYvGZnsWI/AAAAAAAAAFw/DmiewV5YXCk/s72-c/DSCN9917.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505571534513196156.post-3720654710176302589</id><published>2009-11-05T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T19:35:15.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Camden, my Camden</title><content type='html'>This is what happens when Camden thinks he is alone.  We are bad parents because we think this is hilarious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5296900f5c693813" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5296900f5c693813%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331317364%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D843B7AAEB760132C3F6D901DB8FBDEF7AE7BA80D.2587DE13073CB46CE74173779C4BBD4C80742E48%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5296900f5c693813%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DugYKLktLeFRJQ8Jij4pJNkZ6JIw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5296900f5c693813%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331317364%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D843B7AAEB760132C3F6D901DB8FBDEF7AE7BA80D.2587DE13073CB46CE74173779C4BBD4C80742E48%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5296900f5c693813%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DugYKLktLeFRJQ8Jij4pJNkZ6JIw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505571534513196156-3720654710176302589?l=dandkbeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/feeds/3720654710176302589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505571534513196156&amp;postID=3720654710176302589' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/3720654710176302589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/3720654710176302589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-camden-my-camden.html' title='Oh Camden, my Camden'/><author><name>The Beachs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414764216832444481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Sz0DAUaXQ1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lp0ygDAiXS4/S220/DSCN9819.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505571534513196156.post-7899282367816434535</id><published>2009-11-01T19:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T19:57:58.012-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Su5X7CuKHsI/AAAAAAAAAFo/f5WwaBvnQ_E/s1600-h/DSCN9951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399349675118173890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Su5X7CuKHsI/AAAAAAAAAFo/f5WwaBvnQ_E/s320/DSCN9951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Camden getting all ready for his first Halloween! He looks like he wants to say "You're going to put me in what?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Su5XViND-FI/AAAAAAAAAFg/eH8KdMwRgss/s1600-h/DSCN9955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399349030734264402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Su5XViND-FI/AAAAAAAAAFg/eH8KdMwRgss/s320/DSCN9955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rawr! Have you ever seen such a cute monster?! This is Camden's costume. So cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Su5WkHTAD1I/AAAAAAAAAFY/xOzDxVQzb4Q/s1600-h/DSCN9963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399348181697826642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Su5WkHTAD1I/AAAAAAAAAFY/xOzDxVQzb4Q/s320/DSCN9963.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After a little while at the trunk or treat Camden was fast asleep. But that didn't stop Derek from pushing Camden around getting more candy out of people. You would think that people would realize that a 3 month old is not going to eat that candy and it is clearly a ploy to get candy for mommy and daddy. But we aren't complaing. Well I will be when I look at the scale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Su5WRIQFNOI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/7IKHDwd0x_M/s1600-h/DSCN9967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399347855536501986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Su5WRIQFNOI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/7IKHDwd0x_M/s320/DSCN9967.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Camden cuddling with mommy after a long night of trick or treating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505571534513196156-7899282367816434535?l=dandkbeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/feeds/7899282367816434535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505571534513196156&amp;postID=7899282367816434535' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/7899282367816434535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/7899282367816434535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>The Beachs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414764216832444481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Sz0DAUaXQ1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lp0ygDAiXS4/S220/DSCN9819.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Su5X7CuKHsI/AAAAAAAAAFo/f5WwaBvnQ_E/s72-c/DSCN9951.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505571534513196156.post-1076842630908507213</id><published>2009-11-01T19:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T19:41:11.091-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunited and it feels so good!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Su5SxNzO25I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X_olk4oXWOY/s1600-h/DSCN9908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399344008735415186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Su5SxNzO25I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X_olk4oXWOY/s320/DSCN9908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our little family is reunited!  On Tuesday Derek came home and we are so happy to have him back.  Life is indeed sweeter when I can have Derek and Camden.  Derek came home a week earlier than expected and in better health than expected.  The doctors said that Derek is one of the earliest people to go home after having a transplant.  He looks great and feels great.  If you were talking to him you would have no idea this guy just went through a torturous tour of chemo.  He is so positive. He is such a wonderful example to me and to Camden.  While we were at the hospital one day this week for him to get his blood tested he turned to me and said "I am so lucky, this could be so much worse."  What a ridiculous thing to say I thought.  This is pretty bad.  But its such a wonderful insight into the humility and testimony of an awesome man.  Life is sweet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505571534513196156-1076842630908507213?l=dandkbeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/feeds/1076842630908507213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505571534513196156&amp;postID=1076842630908507213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/1076842630908507213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/1076842630908507213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/2009/11/reunited-and-it-feels-so-good.html' title='Reunited and it feels so good!'/><author><name>The Beachs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414764216832444481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Sz0DAUaXQ1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lp0ygDAiXS4/S220/DSCN9819.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Su5SxNzO25I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X_olk4oXWOY/s72-c/DSCN9908.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505571534513196156.post-6547251506294834952</id><published>2009-10-24T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T14:35:35.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day +5</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c83e8a2980ed7f78" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc83e8a2980ed7f78%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331317364%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DD7C9E96BF3602F0FA979BC9CCC67D4814EC41D0.6B083504D40E8777F5B71BD68EE3D84090D8A4F3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc83e8a2980ed7f78%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Ddy3e-7pFMx1HOk09yVJ_wUvxghs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc83e8a2980ed7f78%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331317364%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DD7C9E96BF3602F0FA979BC9CCC67D4814EC41D0.6B083504D40E8777F5B71BD68EE3D84090D8A4F3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc83e8a2980ed7f78%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Ddy3e-7pFMx1HOk09yVJ_wUvxghs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;I bet you didn't know that Camden is bringing sexy back.  Camden is doing great.  He has his moments.  Yesterday he was not a fan of mom.  Everytime I held him or looked at him he started freaking out but he was the best baby ever for everyone besides me.  Derek is getting better everyday.  Today he is getting a blood transfusion.  His white blood cell count is super low but he has a fair amount of energy.  There is another bone marrow patient here that walks laps around the transplant area to make sure his body isn't getting weak.  He just hauls along much faster than I care to walk.  I make fun of Derek telling him he is lazy.  He walks around a couple of times but nothing like this guy, lol.  I am getting ready to lose this baby weight.  I signed up for a fitness bootcamp which is monday through friday for an hour for the next 4 weeks.  I am excited, I am sick of having to still wear maternity clothes.  Derek can hopefully come home on Wednesday.  I realized yesterday that since Derek has been in the hospital I have driven 600 miles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505571534513196156-6547251506294834952?l=dandkbeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/feeds/6547251506294834952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505571534513196156&amp;postID=6547251506294834952' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/6547251506294834952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/6547251506294834952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/2009/10/day-5.html' title='Day +5'/><author><name>The Beachs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414764216832444481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Sz0DAUaXQ1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lp0ygDAiXS4/S220/DSCN9819.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505571534513196156.post-3110506589831374622</id><published>2009-10-22T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T14:53:50.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day +3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/SuDUXtnrLxI/AAAAAAAAAEw/L-3y4XHPsB4/s1600-h/DSCN9895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395545857437937426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/SuDUXtnrLxI/AAAAAAAAAEw/L-3y4XHPsB4/s320/DSCN9895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Camden is so cute! I just love my precious little baby. Last night I cuddled with him while he was sleeping and I gave him a kiss and he grinned so big in his sleep. I look at Camden and feel greatly inadequate. I hope I can be the mom he deserves. Derek is feeling alright today. His stomach is still a little weak but if you walked into his room and started talking to him you would think he is feeling fine. He talked to the doctor today and the doctor said that if he is still doing good (counts are going up, no sores in his mouth, no fever) then he may be able to come home early next week (tuesday or wedenesday). I really, really hope he can come home, I miss having him at home. Derek is going a little stir crazy being stuck in this hospital room. Everyday I bring him the blanket Camden slept with the night before and it helps him, but it is no great substitute for the real thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505571534513196156-3110506589831374622?l=dandkbeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/feeds/3110506589831374622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505571534513196156&amp;postID=3110506589831374622' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/3110506589831374622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/3110506589831374622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/2009/10/day-3.html' title='Day +3'/><author><name>The Beachs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414764216832444481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Sz0DAUaXQ1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lp0ygDAiXS4/S220/DSCN9819.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/SuDUXtnrLxI/AAAAAAAAAEw/L-3y4XHPsB4/s72-c/DSCN9895.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505571534513196156.post-9200521913277199957</id><published>2009-10-19T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T14:40:08.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 0 Happy birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/StzbsH9-6TI/AAAAAAAAAEo/k3Xdt2W0nJc/s1600-h/DSCN9893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394428004782762290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/StzbsH9-6TI/AAAAAAAAAEo/k3Xdt2W0nJc/s320/DSCN9893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Derek getting his cells back.  The nurses say "Happy Birthday!"  Im assuming its because this is the first day of the rest of your healthy life!  He is cuddling with one of Camden's blankets that smell like Camden.  He is also surrounded by pictures of Camden.  He says they make him feel better.  Right now its just a waiting game til his cells engraft back into his body and start making red and white blood cells.  I am hoping it is 2 weeks at the most.  He needs to come home, Camden misses his daddy.  And Daddy misses his baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505571534513196156-9200521913277199957?l=dandkbeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/feeds/9200521913277199957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505571534513196156&amp;postID=9200521913277199957' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/9200521913277199957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/9200521913277199957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/2009/10/day-0-happy-birthday.html' title='Day 0 Happy birthday!'/><author><name>The Beachs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414764216832444481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Sz0DAUaXQ1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lp0ygDAiXS4/S220/DSCN9819.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/StzbsH9-6TI/AAAAAAAAAEo/k3Xdt2W0nJc/s72-c/DSCN9893.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505571534513196156.post-7165914369958392202</id><published>2009-10-18T17:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T17:48:44.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day -2 and -1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Stu1mquoAgI/AAAAAAAAAEY/rTTLUDMUCAI/s1600-h/DSCN9885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394104654615806466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Stu1mquoAgI/AAAAAAAAAEY/rTTLUDMUCAI/s320/DSCN9885.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last chemo ever!  Well that is what we are hoping.  On saturday Derek got chemo for the last time.  He was HORRIBLY sick.  And not only sick he was in alot of pain. He got so much pain medication but not much was working.  He is a trooper though.  And have you ever seen anyone so studly getting chemo?  Today he is still really really sick and hasn't been able to keep any food down.  Tomorrow they will start giving him nutrition through a line.  Tomorrow he also gets his cells back which was the worst part for him last time.  I am preparing myself for the cream of corn smell, ew.  I miss him terribly when I am away from the hospital.  And I miss Camden when I am at the hospital.  Its no fun no matter where I am.  I can't wait for Derek to come home with his family where he belongs.  I went to the temple on friday and really felt good afterwards.  Its amazing how much peace the temple brings.  I can't wait til Derek and I can go together again.  Life is crazy hectic.  Its comforting to know that this craziness eventually has an end with a happy ending, a happy and healthy family.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505571534513196156-7165914369958392202?l=dandkbeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/feeds/7165914369958392202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505571534513196156&amp;postID=7165914369958392202' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/7165914369958392202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/7165914369958392202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/2009/10/day-2-and-1.html' title='Day -2 and -1'/><author><name>The Beachs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414764216832444481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Sz0DAUaXQ1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lp0ygDAiXS4/S220/DSCN9819.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Stu1mquoAgI/AAAAAAAAAEY/rTTLUDMUCAI/s72-c/DSCN9885.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505571534513196156.post-3457335350381167943</id><published>2009-10-15T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T16:09:32.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day -4 and 5</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was pretty uneventful (which we like).  Derek got chemo and was feeling fine.  We played the WII which is so nicely set up in his room and hung out.  It was as well of a day as you can have being stuck in a hospital.  Today however was not quite so fun.  Derek got a different type of chemo today which kicked his butt.  He was sleepy and nausea.  He threw up a few times(which was not fun) and just felt awful.  The doctor said his white blood, red blood cell and platelet counts are dropping which is to be expected.  This weekend he should be feeling his worse.  Today was not a good day so Im scared to see it get worse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505571534513196156-3457335350381167943?l=dandkbeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/feeds/3457335350381167943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505571534513196156&amp;postID=3457335350381167943' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/3457335350381167943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/3457335350381167943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/2009/10/day-4-and-5.html' title='Day -4 and 5'/><author><name>The Beachs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414764216832444481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Sz0DAUaXQ1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lp0ygDAiXS4/S220/DSCN9819.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505571534513196156.post-633251054693130064</id><published>2009-10-13T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T20:53:10.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day -6</title><content type='html'>Today is Derek's second day of chemo.  I guess I expected him to be lying in his bed all sickly but when I got there this morning he was out of bed walking around.  There was a cart that has another tv on it and a wii.  Derek showed me all of the games that they had (and it was alot).  He seems reasonably comfortable.  He wishes he was home.  We wish he was home.  Camden was cuddling with me earlier and he started fussing and wiggling around.  I could tell I wasn't the person he wanted to cuddle with.  Camden is being a good boy for me though.  He knows this is hard and he is trying to make sure he is not making it harder.  Perhaps I am guessing too much on his behavior,but I am sure he knows that something is going on.  I've been keeping busy, I am rarely home during the day.  How I long for boring, relaxing days with my husband and sweet baby.  If you are interested in seeing Derek just let me know, I can give you directions to his room or even be there to lead you there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505571534513196156-633251054693130064?l=dandkbeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/feeds/633251054693130064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505571534513196156&amp;postID=633251054693130064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/633251054693130064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/633251054693130064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/2009/10/day-6.html' title='Day -6'/><author><name>The Beachs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414764216832444481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Sz0DAUaXQ1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lp0ygDAiXS4/S220/DSCN9819.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505571534513196156.post-5001584010068359341</id><published>2009-10-12T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T20:29:46.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day -7</title><content type='html'>Today Derek went into the hospital today.  They put him a really small room but later a much bigger room opened up and they moved him to that room.  When you come into the Bone Marrow Transplant area you have to scrub your hands like a doctor for 3 minutes before you can enter the room.  Every 15 minutes or so someone comes into the room so getting any sleep is like impossible.  Today is his first day of chemo.  This is more intense chemo than he has ever gotten.  I stayed with Derek til about 430pm when I finally left to pick up Camden from my mom's house.  I hate having to chose who I have to be with, I can't be with Derek and Camden at the same time since Camden can't go into the hospital.  Derek hates not being able to see Camden.  We put a bunch of pictures of Camden up around the room and everytime a nurse would come in they would comment on how cute he is (I can't blame them) and it made Derek more sad because he can't see Camden.  As I found my way to the elevators I started crying.  It is pretty much torture having to leave my husband to suffer alone.  I didn't even leave the building yet before I texted Derek to tell him I missed him.  I cried all the way to my mother's house, at my mothers house and then when I got home.  This will be the longest I have been away from Derek since we got married.  What's really unfair is exactly a year ago from today we arrived in Hawaii and was enjoying the beach and fantastic Hawaiian weather.  I can't wait to go back and forget all about cancer.  Oh cancer, how I have shed many tears because of you.  Its time to stop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505571534513196156-5001584010068359341?l=dandkbeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/feeds/5001584010068359341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505571534513196156&amp;postID=5001584010068359341' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/5001584010068359341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/5001584010068359341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/2009/10/day-7.html' title='Day -7'/><author><name>The Beachs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414764216832444481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Sz0DAUaXQ1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lp0ygDAiXS4/S220/DSCN9819.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505571534513196156.post-389206741656500831</id><published>2009-10-11T22:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T22:33:51.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/StK8PTX51ZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/RUlJynTfh4U/s1600-h/DSCN9881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/StK8PTX51ZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/RUlJynTfh4U/s320/DSCN9881.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391578675000497554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is us at Claim Jumper.  We had a delicious dinner and here is our yummy dessert.  We have some sneaky friends who came into the restaurant and paid our dinner bill and sent us this dessert.  It was a total surprise and they didn't want us to know it was them but the waiter gave them away.  Those are not beers on the table.  Those are IBC rootbeers.  Part of Derek's diet restrictions for his transplant include not drinking fountain sodas or having water that is not reverse osmosis so the bottled rootbeers were the safest bet.  We went to a movie before dinner and saw Couples Retreat which was great.  Today is our official anniversary and it has been busy.  We really haven't had time to just sit down and hang out so it is a good thing we hung out last night.  As I am typing this Derek is packing his stuff for the hospital.  He doesn't look very happy.  I know he is not looking forward to being away from Camden and I.  Nor am I looking forward to him being away from us.  This is tough.  This whole thing, this whole year.  This cancer better go away because im not sure how much longer my sanity is going to hold up.  We have some great friends and family looking out for us and we appreciate it.  They really are the reason we get through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505571534513196156-389206741656500831?l=dandkbeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/feeds/389206741656500831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505571534513196156&amp;postID=389206741656500831' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/389206741656500831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/389206741656500831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/2009/10/anniversary.html' title='The Anniversary'/><author><name>The Beachs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414764216832444481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Sz0DAUaXQ1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lp0ygDAiXS4/S220/DSCN9819.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/StK8PTX51ZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/RUlJynTfh4U/s72-c/DSCN9881.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505571534513196156.post-625662551898942117</id><published>2009-10-09T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T22:44:17.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/StAcR9js_FI/AAAAAAAAAEI/CZ0hOVLitA8/s1600-h/DSCN9878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/StAcR9js_FI/AAAAAAAAAEI/CZ0hOVLitA8/s320/DSCN9878.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390839848870149202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Beach boys are twins now!  Derek really shaved his head and his beard.  I have never seen Derek without facial hair so it is kind of weird, but he still is a stud.  We are having a nice time hanging out together as a family before Derek goes into the hospital.  I am kind of worried about staying home without Derek but my sister-in-law Doeshann is going to come stay with me, so I feel a little safer.  Tomorrow Derek and I are going out for our anniversary.  I am really excited to just be able to hang out together.  The Beach family went camping this weekend and Derek really wanted to go but alas he can not.  I am perfectly happy not camping but I think it bums Derek more the fact that he can't go because of his health.  It stinks that cancer really just has our life on hold.  We can't wait to be able to go and do things.  For our first anniversary I really wanted to go on a cruise but that will have to wait.  For now, life is sweet.  It will soon be sweeter when we hear the words "Cancer free".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505571534513196156-625662551898942117?l=dandkbeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/feeds/625662551898942117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505571534513196156&amp;postID=625662551898942117' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/625662551898942117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/625662551898942117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/2009/10/beach-boys-are-twins-now-derek-really.html' title=''/><author><name>The Beachs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414764216832444481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Sz0DAUaXQ1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lp0ygDAiXS4/S220/DSCN9819.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/StAcR9js_FI/AAAAAAAAAEI/CZ0hOVLitA8/s72-c/DSCN9878.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505571534513196156.post-6020836194603651180</id><published>2009-10-06T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T23:56:07.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day+ who knows</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Ssw7AG6BhUI/AAAAAAAAAEA/hyhvc7iSuEE/s1600-h/dscf3300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Ssw7AG6BhUI/AAAAAAAAAEA/hyhvc7iSuEE/s320/dscf3300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389747727095661890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Have you ever seen such a cute baby!  We got his pictures back and here is one of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lost track of the days.  Derek is feeling so good now we haven't had to keep track of everything.  His hair is most definitely coming out.  He has patches of lost hair on his head and in his beard.  He checks into the hospital on Monday for sure.  I'm scared.  I don't like having to be without him.  I know he needs to do this and I feel good because they will be able to monitor him and if he needs anything he can get it right away instead of having to endure an hour ride to the hospital.  But I still don't want to be without him.  Camden is not allowed to come into the bone marrow transplant area so Derek won't be able to see Camden the whole time he is in the hospital.  I know that really bothers him.  I will keep this updated the whole time Derek is in the hospital.  P.S.  My baby is so cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505571534513196156-6020836194603651180?l=dandkbeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/feeds/6020836194603651180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505571534513196156&amp;postID=6020836194603651180' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/6020836194603651180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/6020836194603651180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/2009/10/day-who-knows.html' title='Day+ who knows'/><author><name>The Beachs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414764216832444481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Sz0DAUaXQ1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lp0ygDAiXS4/S220/DSCN9819.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Ssw7AG6BhUI/AAAAAAAAAEA/hyhvc7iSuEE/s72-c/dscf3300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505571534513196156.post-9160068206778330219</id><published>2009-10-01T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T22:48:55.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day +16</title><content type='html'>Well folks the news is in.  Derek will be going into the hospital on October 12th which is the day after our anniversary.  They wanted to bring him in either the end of next week or the beginning of the week after and Derek persuaded them that October 12th was ideal.  We really don't want to spend our first wedding anniversary in a hospital, even though that sounds wildly romantic.  General Conference is coming up and we are excited.  Conference has happened at the most perfect times to give us that spiritual boost for what is ahead.  Last year it happened right after we found out Derek had cancer and right before we got married.  This year it is right before the big transplant.  God has planned it perfect.  Well, he usually does.  I was talking to Derek today about how I know everything is going to be okay.  I feel that there is something different, something special about Derek, and i'm not just saying that because he is my husband.  He was meant for something big in this life and I feel lucky to be able to help him towards that.  I thought I would be dreading the day he has to go into the hospital but now I am looking forward to it because I know it is what he needs to do.  I am weak.  But sometimes I forget my own strength.  It won't be easy with him in the hospital for a few weeks but Camden and I will deal.  We have a lot of great people supporting us.  That love is what we need to get through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505571534513196156-9160068206778330219?l=dandkbeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/feeds/9160068206778330219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505571534513196156&amp;postID=9160068206778330219' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/9160068206778330219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/9160068206778330219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/2009/10/day-16.html' title='Day +16'/><author><name>The Beachs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414764216832444481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Sz0DAUaXQ1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lp0ygDAiXS4/S220/DSCN9819.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505571534513196156.post-7399359964924009473</id><published>2009-09-30T21:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T21:59:52.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Days+ 13,14,15</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/SsQ0F7MnzNI/AAAAAAAAAD4/PLJI-KgwK5k/s1600-h/6823_1187680329728_1159906010_30587225_6551926_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/SsQ0F7MnzNI/AAAAAAAAAD4/PLJI-KgwK5k/s320/6823_1187680329728_1159906010_30587225_6551926_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387488330636578002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's our new family picture!  My hair is ridiculous I'm aware, that is why I always wear it up.  But my boys look precious :)  Derek seems better everyday.  But today (Day 15)  was the final day of hair.  Derek was taking a shower and he was pulling out a lot of hair but it still looked fine when it dried.  But he wanted his hair to go on his terms.  So my sister-in-law Caitlin came over and shaved his head.  He looked like a skinhead with a shaved head and a long beard.  I told him it would confuse people when they saw us together so he trimmed the beard greatly.  Now he kind of looks like a cancer patient.  Maybe people won't be so confused when we tell them he is getting a bone marrow transplant.  We went shopping for hours today and he didn't seem tired.  Its been really nice now that Derek is feeling so good.  He says he feels normal.  Camden got his vaccinations on Monday.  Poor baby didn't know what was happening to him.  He was fussy all day, I really don't think he felt well after getting those shots.  He weighs almost 12 pounds!  He is growing up so fast, its crazy.  He smiles all the time now at us and is starting to giggle.  All week I have just been working on organizing and updating everything for Primary.  Its slowly coming together but there is a lot to do.  Right now everything is great with us, we are just waiting for Derek to go into the hospital for his second transplant.  What we are really waiting for is the news that Derek is cancer free.  We can't wait for that news!  We pray that it is coming soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505571534513196156-7399359964924009473?l=dandkbeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/feeds/7399359964924009473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505571534513196156&amp;postID=7399359964924009473' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/7399359964924009473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/7399359964924009473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/2009/09/days-131415.html' title='Days+ 13,14,15'/><author><name>The Beachs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414764216832444481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Sz0DAUaXQ1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lp0ygDAiXS4/S220/DSCN9819.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/SsQ0F7MnzNI/AAAAAAAAAD4/PLJI-KgwK5k/s72-c/6823_1187680329728_1159906010_30587225_6551926_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505571534513196156.post-4027797545699576287</id><published>2009-09-27T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T20:37:33.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day +12</title><content type='html'>What a sabbath!  All I can say is wow.  I was recently called to be the secretary in the primary presidency which wouldn't be so dramatic but I have spent the last couple of days trying to get everything organized.  Today I was a tad  bit overwhelmed trying to figure out my new calling and taking care of Camden, but all in all it turned out okay.  I don't think any of us know what we're doing really, primary is kind of a circus.  I've never been to primary before so it was interesting to see how everything went.  Its been fun experiencing all these different parts to the church.  When I joined the church I went straight into the single's ward so that is all I have known.  Derek went to church for sacrament and then left and then came back to get Camden and I.  He is fooling everyone with all of his hair and his happy disposition.  No one has any idea that he just went through a bone marrow transplant.  Camden is spoiled and he comes to realize that more everyday.  Its been a crazy day, time to relax in front of the tv for some NCIS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505571534513196156-4027797545699576287?l=dandkbeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/feeds/4027797545699576287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505571534513196156&amp;postID=4027797545699576287' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/4027797545699576287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/4027797545699576287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-12.html' title='Day +12'/><author><name>The Beachs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414764216832444481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Sz0DAUaXQ1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lp0ygDAiXS4/S220/DSCN9819.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505571534513196156.post-2418652179560577409</id><published>2009-09-26T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T17:19:02.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day+8,9,10,11</title><content type='html'>Not much has been going on the past few days so I thought it pointless to post.  Today (Day +11) Derek went to the hospital to get his blood tested to see how his white blood cells and red blood cell counts were.  His stem cells have already engrafted in his body.  On Thursday his counts were really really low which is where they should be.  Today however they are super high.  He is already recovering from the transplant.  His platelet count was really low though so he got a transfusion of platelets.  They also said he would lose his hair between Day 10 and Day 12. This is not the case.  Yesterday we noticed his hair STOPPED falling out and now appears as if its growing.  Bizarre.  But that has been Derek through this whole thing. Derek is definately feeling better which is really nice.  His appetiete is almost back to normal.  Camden is doing great.  Everytime I look at him he seems like he is getting bigger.  He is trying to talk all the time, it is so cute.  My boys are doing good and I couldn't ask for more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505571534513196156-2418652179560577409?l=dandkbeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/feeds/2418652179560577409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505571534513196156&amp;postID=2418652179560577409' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/2418652179560577409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/2418652179560577409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/2009/09/day891011.html' title='Day+8,9,10,11'/><author><name>The Beachs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414764216832444481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Sz0DAUaXQ1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lp0ygDAiXS4/S220/DSCN9819.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505571534513196156.post-8560636703515097819</id><published>2009-09-22T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T18:37:23.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day +6 and Day +7</title><content type='html'>Yesterday (Day+6) was not very exciting and I like that.  I can't wait til our lives are totally boring, that must be great.  We had family home evening and talked about the temple.  We wish we could go but i'm not sure Derek could sit there through the whole session, he gets tired easily.  I also attempted to make cookies, which was disastrous.  Derek liked them though so he gets 3 dozen cookies all to himself.    Last night we woke up to Camden making some weird noises.  It sounded like he was getting ready to throw up so we got ready for explosive vomiting.  Derek had him sitting on his lap and just when we thought he was getting ready to throw up we heard a horrible and terrifying noise coming from his diaper and a smell to match the noise.  I went to change his diaper and more noises were coming from his diaper.  So we just laid him on the changing table and let him finish.  What I saw when I opened the diaper was terrifying.  The moral of the story is that Derek and I find bodily gasses amusing and worthy to share with everyone.  Today (Day+7) I took Derek to the hospital.  He got fluids and got his blood tested.  His white blood cell and red blood cell count have almost reached rock bottom which means that soon enough they will come back up and Derek can recover from this transplant.  His platelets are real low which means on Thursday he will probably have to get a blood transfusion.  We stopped at Food City to get some groceries since our kitchen is becoming bare.  Derek was going to stay in the car but at the last minute he changed his mind which was a bad idea.  By the time we left he couldn't stop throwing up.  I feel terrible that I let him go in and walk around with me.  He doesn't need to be around that many people anyways.  When we went to pick up Camden from my mother-in-law's house our sweet baby smiled when he saw us which I think made Derek feel all better.  The new season of NCIS starts tonight which I have been waiting for for like a month.  Perhaps it is sad that I get so jazzed up about seeing a bunch of navy cops kicking butt and solving crimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505571534513196156-8560636703515097819?l=dandkbeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/feeds/8560636703515097819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505571534513196156&amp;postID=8560636703515097819' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/8560636703515097819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/8560636703515097819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-6-and-day-7.html' title='Day +6 and Day +7'/><author><name>The Beachs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414764216832444481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Sz0DAUaXQ1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lp0ygDAiXS4/S220/DSCN9819.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505571534513196156.post-6712500020614432434</id><published>2009-09-20T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T20:59:09.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day +5</title><content type='html'>Today Derek has an appointment at the hospital.  Its kind of weird to have an appointment on a Sunday but when your a transplant patient regular business days and hours do not apply.  He just got his labs drawn which showed his red blood cell count and white blood cell count have dropped a lot but they are only going to drop more.  He was in his regular playful self mood which is great and a welcome change to the super sick Derek.  While we were at the hospital I noticed that in one of the rooms a few members of a family were coming out crying while a few more members of a family went in.  I got a glimpse of the inside of the room.  The patient was hooked up to a lot of different bags of liquids making their way to the patient.  I thought maybe the family was scared seeing their loved one hooked up like that.  What got me is that I recognized that kind of suffering.  The kind of suffering where you have to watch the one you love suffer, which is not a pleasant or easy thing.  Later I heard the doctor explain what was happening to the patient.  All of his organs were failing.  It has become an all too real reality the chance of losing Derek and though this transplant has brought us hope, it has also brought us fear.  That family will lose their loved one but hopefully I will not have to lose mine.  It has become more apparent as the days go on that Camden and I are not the only ones who need Derek to get better.  We are not the only ones who are relying on him and his strength.  And perhaps you may think it bitter of me to say, but I hope God remembers that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505571534513196156-6712500020614432434?l=dandkbeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/feeds/6712500020614432434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505571534513196156&amp;postID=6712500020614432434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/6712500020614432434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/6712500020614432434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-5.html' title='Day +5'/><author><name>The Beachs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414764216832444481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Sz0DAUaXQ1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lp0ygDAiXS4/S220/DSCN9819.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505571534513196156.post-5322124984604788249</id><published>2009-09-20T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T20:33:41.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day +4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/SrbyTXMFYCI/AAAAAAAAADo/SfPww7cqJQs/s1600-h/DSCN9747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/SrbyTXMFYCI/AAAAAAAAADo/SfPww7cqJQs/s320/DSCN9747.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383756819024142370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saturday was a good day as you can see!  Camden was being a fussy nugget but once he cuddled up next to his daddy he was fast asleep.  I can't blame him.  Derek was feeling a lot better.  He kept all his food down.  My friend Kristi made us a delicious dinner (which Derek ate 2 plates).  Derek and Camden took a nice long nap, letting me get a few things done.  Days like this are what make life so sweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505571534513196156-5322124984604788249?l=dandkbeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/feeds/5322124984604788249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505571534513196156&amp;postID=5322124984604788249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/5322124984604788249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/5322124984604788249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-4.html' title='Day +4'/><author><name>The Beachs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414764216832444481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Sz0DAUaXQ1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lp0ygDAiXS4/S220/DSCN9819.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/SrbyTXMFYCI/AAAAAAAAADo/SfPww7cqJQs/s72-c/DSCN9747.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505571534513196156.post-5595301263942564786</id><published>2009-09-18T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T23:55:30.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day +3</title><content type='html'>Today Derek seems worse than usual.  Since Tuesday he hasn't been able to keep any food down.  He's on a few different nausea medications but im not sure they stayed in his system long enough to do any good.  I took him to the hospital because I thought he was dehydrated.  They gave him some fluids and some stronger nausea medications.  It was definitely helping.  While we were there he was joking and smiling which I haven't seen him do in awhile.  It was nice.  He finally doesn't smell like cream of corn!  He smells like himself again which is awesome.  I defintately know that Camden knows that something is going on.  I really believe that Camden knows why he is here on Earth at this time.  Derek says that when he is holding Camden and he is looking in his eyes its as if Camden is saying "Get better daddy, I need you".  I really believe that that is true.  Derek and I both recieved blessings today.  Their affect is more evident than I realize. My inadequacies are great, but I am comforted that the Lord knows that we are doing the best we can.  We appreciate that people love us and care about us a great deal.  It makes us feel like we are not doing this alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505571534513196156-5595301263942564786?l=dandkbeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/feeds/5595301263942564786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505571534513196156&amp;postID=5595301263942564786' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/5595301263942564786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/5595301263942564786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-3.html' title='Day +3'/><author><name>The Beachs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414764216832444481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Sz0DAUaXQ1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lp0ygDAiXS4/S220/DSCN9819.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505571534513196156.post-1426068349297442706</id><published>2009-09-18T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T04:17:36.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day +2</title><content type='html'>Today Derek slept most of the day.  He can only get out of bed for about half an hour before he has to get back into bed.  He can't hold down any food.  His hearing is going as well.  They said that was a side affect from the last chemo he did but its becoming more apparent now.  Despite being terribly tired and weak he is so optimistic.  He never complains and I would think he has a right to. I on the other hand am not quite so good.  Sometimes I feel like the weight of the world is on my shoulders.    Often times the Lord has to humble me in an already humbling situation.  Derek is incredibly inspiring and I am grateful that he is my husband.  Camden is use to a lot of attention from Derek but now Derek can not do much for or with Camden.  Today I think Camden just had enough from me and was super fussy.  I laid him down next to Derek so I could go make him and bottle and when I came back two minutes later he was fast asleep cuddled up next to his daddy.  Sometimes mom just won't do and he needs his daddy.  Maybe I could do this alone.  It doesn't mean I want to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505571534513196156-1426068349297442706?l=dandkbeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/feeds/1426068349297442706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505571534513196156&amp;postID=1426068349297442706' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/1426068349297442706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/1426068349297442706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-2.html' title='Day +2'/><author><name>The Beachs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414764216832444481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Sz0DAUaXQ1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lp0ygDAiXS4/S220/DSCN9819.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505571534513196156.post-5486737028215739501</id><published>2009-09-17T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T12:10:14.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day +1</title><content type='html'>Today Derek is definitely feeling the affects.  He slept most of the day.  I had to wake him up multiple times to make him drink water and take his medication.  Since he was diagnosed and has had to stay home, he's been bothered by the fact that he can't work.  Now with the transplant he can't even help out around the house and that really bothers him.  I was taking out the trash and he said "Do you want me to do that?"  Of course not.  A trashcan is a breeding ground for bacteria, silly Derek.  I think the hardest thing he has to deal with is not being able to help with the baby.  I think Camden can tell that something is going on.  He just likes being with mommy and daddy.  This is just the beginning.  It's only going to get worse from here.  Derek and I always joke that after enduring everything we have in our first year of marriage, that getting divorced after this would just be silly, not that we would ever want to.  As I look at Camden and his sweet face I realize more and more that I need Derek around.  I'll do whatever I need to to get him better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505571534513196156-5486737028215739501?l=dandkbeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/feeds/5486737028215739501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505571534513196156&amp;postID=5486737028215739501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/5486737028215739501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/5486737028215739501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-1_17.html' title='Day +1'/><author><name>The Beachs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414764216832444481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Sz0DAUaXQ1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lp0ygDAiXS4/S220/DSCN9819.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505571534513196156.post-7559240582478148221</id><published>2009-09-16T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T13:04:51.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 0</title><content type='html'>Today Derek got his stem cells back.  It is quite a process.  His stem cells were frozen in multiple bags so today he got 6 bags of stem cells back.  There was one person who would unfreeze the bags, another who would check the numbers and make sure Derek was getting his cells back, one nurse who was hooking up the bags to his iv, and another person logging everything.  Once the cells are unfrozen the cells need to make it into Derek within a few minutes otherwise the cells may be damaged.  With a couple of the bags the line would get clogged and they had to hurry and get them back into Derek.  With the cells come a cream of corn smell.  They said Derek's breath and urine would smell like cream of corn but his entire body smells like it to me.  My whole house smells like it really strongly.  While getting the cells they are still cold so they can give you a cough and they did give Derek a bad cough and started throwing up.  He was too weak to hold his own barf bucket so I had to hold it for him.  I told him that's love when someone holds your barf bucket for you!  He was in a lot of pain.  I have never seen Derek look so sick, its definitely hard.  I can't imagine what he is going through.  I have to take his temperature multiple times a day to make sure he isn't getting an infection, I have to monitor his medication, and force him to eat and drink.  He is too sick to do much on his own.  His special diet has started.  We appreciate everyone's love and support but we now have to limit our visitors.  If you are healthy enough and you do come over you will be asked to wash your hands as soon as you come in.  From this point he is only going to get sicker before he gets better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505571534513196156-7559240582478148221?l=dandkbeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/feeds/7559240582478148221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505571534513196156&amp;postID=7559240582478148221' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/7559240582478148221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/7559240582478148221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-0.html' title='Day 0'/><author><name>The Beachs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414764216832444481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Sz0DAUaXQ1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lp0ygDAiXS4/S220/DSCN9819.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505571534513196156.post-5426033100385667159</id><published>2009-09-16T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T12:51:43.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day -1</title><content type='html'>On day -1 Derek got chemo.  He has been through hours upon hours of chemo so this was really nothing different for him except that he got a bed to lay in while he got chemo!  And they spoiled him and got him breakfast and lunch.  He had to get 4 hours of hydration before he got chemo to make sure his kidneys would be okay while getting the chemo.  This chemo is not the same chemo that he has been getting, he received high dose chemotherapy which is much stronger than what he is use to getting.  The effects are going to be more evident later in the week.  This chemo is suppose to knock out most of his cancer and then in a month he will get a second transplant to knock out the rest of it and hopefully cure him.  As I have been doing research on Hodgkins Lymphoma transplant patients his chances for a cure are over 50% which is quite a high number.  Lets keep praying that he will be cured, I think he had endured enough and deserves to be cancer free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505571534513196156-5426033100385667159?l=dandkbeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/feeds/5426033100385667159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505571534513196156&amp;postID=5426033100385667159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/5426033100385667159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/5426033100385667159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-1.html' title='Day -1'/><author><name>The Beachs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414764216832444481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Sz0DAUaXQ1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lp0ygDAiXS4/S220/DSCN9819.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505571534513196156.post-7989632129639052409</id><published>2009-09-16T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T12:44:10.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Derek's transplant overview</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone!  I'm not much for blogging but I thought I better get it together.  We have a lot of people who want to know how Derek is doing so I will be doing a daily blog on what he is doing and how he is doing.  The day that he gets his stem cells back is called Day 0, any thing before is in the negative days and anything after is positive days.  Its just a bit of transplant lingo to help you know where he is with the transplant.  If you have any questions on what is going on then just let me know, its a bit confusing.  This is an extremely stressful time and we appreciate everyone's love and support.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505571534513196156-7989632129639052409?l=dandkbeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/feeds/7989632129639052409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505571534513196156&amp;postID=7989632129639052409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/7989632129639052409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/7989632129639052409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/2009/09/dereks-transplant-overview.html' title='Derek&apos;s transplant overview'/><author><name>The Beachs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414764216832444481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Sz0DAUaXQ1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lp0ygDAiXS4/S220/DSCN9819.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505571534513196156.post-5191129873462802721</id><published>2009-04-15T23:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T23:22:21.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We are lame</title><content type='html'>Okay we haven't posted in a long time.  Like 4 days before we got married, so clearly we stink at this blogging thing, we will try to be better.  This will be nice when baby Camden gets here and we can post everything you never wanted to know about how raunchy his diaper is one day or how much he cried.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505571534513196156-5191129873462802721?l=dandkbeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/feeds/5191129873462802721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505571534513196156&amp;postID=5191129873462802721' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/5191129873462802721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/5191129873462802721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/2009/04/we-are-lame.html' title='We are lame'/><author><name>The Beachs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414764216832444481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Sz0DAUaXQ1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lp0ygDAiXS4/S220/DSCN9819.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505571534513196156.post-1980331458688804348</id><published>2008-10-07T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T22:29:51.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soon soon!</title><content type='html'>Okay so we are not the Beachs yet but we will be on Saturday, so you might as well get use to calling us that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505571534513196156-1980331458688804348?l=dandkbeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/feeds/1980331458688804348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505571534513196156&amp;postID=1980331458688804348' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/1980331458688804348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505571534513196156/posts/default/1980331458688804348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandkbeach.blogspot.com/2008/10/soon-soon.html' title='Soon soon!'/><author><name>The Beachs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14414764216832444481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWZ778twLQQ/Sz0DAUaXQ1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lp0ygDAiXS4/S220/DSCN9819.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
