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| I honestly believe that the world would be a better place if gnats simply ceased to exist. If I become Miss America, or Miss Universe, I will make that happen. I will eliminate all gnats. | | |
| A little over two weeks ago, I was in California, at Disneyland. Just a few days ago, I was in Salt Lake City enjoying a beautiful view of the mountains from my super-swank hotel room. Now it's back to school and back to work. To be honest, I need another vacation. Maybe I'll just grab a couple of plane tickets and fly somewhere, anywhere, for Christmas break... New York or D.C. sounds nice.
Only a month left before this semester is over. I cannot believe how fast this is going...
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Curious George (Widescreen Edition)
By Frank Welker, Will Ferrell, Drew Barrymore, David Cross (II), Eugene Levy, Joan Plowright, Dick Van Dyke, Shane Baumel, Tamara Jo Beatty, Timyra-Joi Beatty, Christopher Chen (IV), Jessie Flower, Alexander Gould, Terrence Hardy Jr., Terrence Hardy (II), Hailey Noelle Johnson, Kelsey Lansdowne, Ariel Winter, Billy West (II), Jeff Bennett
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Ok, so this is a pretty poor attempt to make my site "look like fall." But I think you get the idea...
As it says above, I'm watching "Curious George." It is definitely one of the cutest movies I've seen, ranking right up there with "Lilo and Stitch" (which you all know how much I adored that movie).
Good news: the editor from Young Money magazine called me the other day and asked me if I would write another article for them. Needless to say, I said yes. So I think I can qualify myself as a freelance writer now. Hooray.
Have a great... morning? Yes, have a great morning.
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| I gave blood today! Hooray!
I don't have too much to say, I've just been super busy with work and school. One more year!
Have a fantastic day.
-P | | |
| Yes, it was all part of the experience... the experience of being a woman. To warn you, this is pretty personal, but I can't just say, "Hey, I went to the hospital last night," and walk away. No, this calls for the entire story... the story of my trip to the emergency room.
It all began a couple of weeks ago when I realized that I wasn't as "regular" as usual. I went to the doctor at MTSU's health services and she told me to take a couple of laxatives and stay close to the bathroom. That was fine- it actually felt kind of nice to rid myself of some... junk. Compared to what would happen three hours later, it was quite the picnic!
Yesterday: Around 3 p.m., I start my... girly... you know... I start my period. Not so bad except for the fact that I was already losing a lot of fluid. (And, if you know me, I've been known to have painful ones- I turn pale, all the blood rushes away from my head, I have to sit in *BOILING* water, I take tons of medication and am still writhing in pain.) They are ridiculous sometimes, but last night was the mother of all cramps. It got so bad that I actually started screaming in the apartment. I call my mom to ask her what to do. Mom, "Did you try sitting in hot water?" Me, "YES!!! IT MADE IT WORSE!!! *SOB SOB SOB*" Mom, "Should we take you to the doctor?" Me, growing more and more incoherent, "What? I don't know! Where?" Mom, freaking out and yelling at Dad to shut up, "Just go to the hospital and I will meet you there!" Me, frantic, "Where? What hospital? StoneCrest? MTMC? NASHVILLE???" Mom, freaking out even more, "WHATEVER IS IN MURFREESBORO!" Me, on what seemed like my last breath, "Ok. MTMC. I'll call Joey."
So I call Joey. *Ring* Joey: "Hello?" Me, "TAKE ME TO THE HOSPITAL!" Joey, slighty scared to death, "What? Are you ok?" Me, almost unable to breathe, "Yes, just come get me!" So he drives 80 miles per hour from MTSU to come get me, and does the same thing on the way to MTMC... I don't remember any of it. At this point, my whole body is gray, I'm starting to get cold, I'm starting to sweat, and I am unable to hold my eyes open.
We get to the emergency room. I cannot talk. Joey has to give the nurse all of the information. I'm number 98. I remember rolling on the chairs and yelling in the waiting room, "Joey! I can't take it anymore, I can't take it!" He tried his best to calm me down. Then the laxatives hit again... GOT TO FIND A BATHROOM! Next, I need water. Joey walks me to the water fountain and I take one sip before letting out another scream. He tries to get me to sit back down but I couldn't move. The water fountain is the only thing holding me up. I finally make it to the ground to sit down and pant and cry. Then the laxatives hit again. I went three times before a nurse took me to get my vitals. My temperature doesn't even register and my blood pressure is somewhere around 100/60. But no doctor is available yet. More (what seemed like normal, healthy) people left the waiting room to see the doctor. What happened to the sickest are seen first rule? At this point, I am barely breathing, I am now completely white, and I am freezing and sweating profusely all at the same time.
My mom and Mark get to the hospital. Joey lets go of my hand... Mom holds my hand... then Mark holds my hand. I think I almost broke everybody's hands. I couldn't say anything to Mom. She kept asking me questions, but I can't remember what they were, nor could I answer her. I get colder, my face starts feeling like ice, and I'm sweating even more. The cramps come and go like contractions and all I can do is hum to take my mind off the pain. I hear Mom and Mark talking to some other people in the waiting room. Everyone keeps touching me, shaking me. I can't say, "Please don't do that, it makes the pain worse." All I can do is moan loader and slightly shake my head. I'm sweating more, and getting paler by the second. It had to be 20 degrees in there.
We sit there for at least another hour before I hear my number called, to which I somehow replied with, "Praise the Lord!"
I get back to the doctor, talk about the troubles, and get a shot of anti-inflamatory in the bum. It's too late, the pain is already gone, but I will take it just in case. The doctor kept asking if I was pregnant or if I had had sex. I'M A 21-YEAR-OLD VIRGIN, IS THAT SO HARD TO BELIEVE?!? Jerk. He suggests a pain medication that is the massive equivalent of Aleeve, which makes my heart do strange things, so that was ruled out. We're using some preventative measures instead.
By far the worst day and night of my life. And I might suggest going somewhere other than MTMC for your emergency medical care.
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