This week has definitely been more stressful than I thought it would be, heading into it. My grandmother died this week. I knew when I saw her at my brother's wedding in February, it would be the last time I saw her alive. I just wasn't expecting it this soon. 

Because of the weather, and not being able to leave earlier because of work, Ty and I didn't make it to the funeral. I was devastated Friday night after we decided not to go, but we knew we made the right decision.  He promised to take me down so I could say my goodbyes later when we had a free weekend.

When I woke up this morning, I could barely open my left eye; it had swollen mostly shut sometime in the night. I got up and tried rinsing it out, but it still hurt and was swollen; since it was conference today I was going to have breakfast with Ty so I went and showed it to him to see if he could see what I did to it. We're still not sure exactly what I did, but he got me some stuff to wash my eye out with, he put some antihistamine drops in it, and I took some Benadryl just to be on the safe side.

Now, because of the Benadryl, I was out like a light for most of the morning. I really tried to watch conference... I made the initial effort, but fell asleep just a couple of minutes into the first speaker's talk. I woke up every little bit and tried to listen and pay attention, but was asleep just as quickly. After a few hours, I woke up to Mr. Hercules making me lunch, and I've been fighting to stay awake ever since.

After conference was over, we drove up the mountain and enjoyed the quiet.