Laura's my neighbor.
She's one of the sweetest people I've ever met!
When Laura cooks "too much" food, she'll call me up and say something along the lines of: "I see your light is on. I cooked too much food again. Meet me outside with a tupperware container so I can give you some!"
Some means at least 3 meals worth.
Laura called me Friday night because she cooked too much. But, I wasn't home (she even commented on how she thought my light wasn't on, but she thought she'd call anyways).
So, Saturday night, Laura called again and said that even though I wasn't home, she dished out some of her food from the previous night and saved it for me!
Last night, Laura called me, commented on how my light wasn't on (I was at worship services), and told me to give her a call when I got home because she had something for me.
When I got home, I was met at my door by Laura. She had 2 gifts for me - one for Christmas and one for graduation. We exchanged tupperware for 2 gifts (I got the better end of the deal, if you ask me).
Tonight, I got a knock on my door. I opened it to see Laura's smiling face. She gave me a big hug and explained my gifts to me.
My "dream" magnet was to remind me to always dream big and remember that no goal/dream is unattainable. She also told me that she got me clear crystal heart earrings are because I have such a pure heart. She went on to say how much she enjoys having me back here (we live in the back part of the building) as a neighbor...that I've been "such a breath of fresh air."
People like Laura make me SO glad that I moved not only to my own apartment and to this complex, but here to Kentucky. I NEVER would have met her otherwise. She's my source of joy on a bad day. She's one amazing woman, and I am so incredibly blessed to have her in my life!!!
December 14, 2009
December 1, 2009
Making New Friends
I'm one of those people that loves to travel. I particularly enjoy driving. Sometimes, I just need to get in my car and just drive to get away from whatever. It's a nice escape.
Well, in order to see my family for Thanksgiving, I had to drive a far distance.
I'm also one of those drivers that enjoys going the speed limit when I know the cops are going to be out in full force (like Thanksgiving weekend). This tends to annoy and upset other drivers. However, I enjoy not getting a ticket for something such as speeding.
On my drive to see my family this past Wednesday, I was driving along, annoying other drivers by doing the speed limit. Once I hit a main highway, I met up with a truck. At first, I was behind the truck and content with it. But then, I decided to go around him as he slow down as he went up hills, which this highway was full of.
After I passed him, I noticed that he continued to stay pretty close to me. Not accident close, but close enough that cars no longer complained about me doing the speed limit.
When we got closer to the city, this kind trucker began to pave the way for me. If he saw that I would need to be getting over soon to pass a slow trucker (he was pretty fast for a trucker, but not dangerously fast like some out there), he got over and blocked traffic to let me over so I could pass! I couldn't help but giggle everytime he did it!
About 20 miles away from my exit, I looked up in my mirror to see him flashing his lights at me to say "Bye!" and he got off the highway. I was so sad to see him leave. After he got off, the nasty looks from people for doing the speed limit returned.
I called my parents, told them about my trucker friend, and pouted about how much I missed him and how sad I was that I would have to complete the rest of the trip alone.
I've never had a trucker befriend me like that before, but, I must say, it really did help make the trip an easier one! I never did fear I was going to get in an accident or have someone exchange words with me when he was behind me.
So, this Thanksgiving, I learned to always befriend a trucker. My trucker friend was definitely on my list of things I'm thankful for this year! :)
Well, in order to see my family for Thanksgiving, I had to drive a far distance.
I'm also one of those drivers that enjoys going the speed limit when I know the cops are going to be out in full force (like Thanksgiving weekend). This tends to annoy and upset other drivers. However, I enjoy not getting a ticket for something such as speeding.
On my drive to see my family this past Wednesday, I was driving along, annoying other drivers by doing the speed limit. Once I hit a main highway, I met up with a truck. At first, I was behind the truck and content with it. But then, I decided to go around him as he slow down as he went up hills, which this highway was full of.
After I passed him, I noticed that he continued to stay pretty close to me. Not accident close, but close enough that cars no longer complained about me doing the speed limit.
When we got closer to the city, this kind trucker began to pave the way for me. If he saw that I would need to be getting over soon to pass a slow trucker (he was pretty fast for a trucker, but not dangerously fast like some out there), he got over and blocked traffic to let me over so I could pass! I couldn't help but giggle everytime he did it!
About 20 miles away from my exit, I looked up in my mirror to see him flashing his lights at me to say "Bye!" and he got off the highway. I was so sad to see him leave. After he got off, the nasty looks from people for doing the speed limit returned.
I called my parents, told them about my trucker friend, and pouted about how much I missed him and how sad I was that I would have to complete the rest of the trip alone.
I've never had a trucker befriend me like that before, but, I must say, it really did help make the trip an easier one! I never did fear I was going to get in an accident or have someone exchange words with me when he was behind me.
So, this Thanksgiving, I learned to always befriend a trucker. My trucker friend was definitely on my list of things I'm thankful for this year! :)
November 16, 2009
Me?!? Stressed?!?
I wish I wasn't!
Why so stressed??
Well...
- LSAT in 19 days
- 100 point Finance project due in about a week
- 3 reports for my senior graduating class due in less than 2 weeks
- HUGE Fashion project due in about 2 weeks
- I have exactly $5 in my wallet (guess who's going to the ATM tonight)
- I have less than 1/4 of a tank of gas in my car
- Did I already mention that the LSAT is in 19 days??
Oh yeah...and I'm in the middle of a lawsuit currently (I'm the plaintiff, though, which helps ease *some* of the stress). So, I have to go meet with my lawyer this week to discuss the case and file the claim at the courthouse. I'm just hoping the court date will be set for after the holidays!
Well, I'm off to study (LSAT...19 days...I'm stressing out here...)!!
Why so stressed??
Well...
- LSAT in 19 days
- 100 point Finance project due in about a week
- 3 reports for my senior graduating class due in less than 2 weeks
- HUGE Fashion project due in about 2 weeks
- I have exactly $5 in my wallet (guess who's going to the ATM tonight)
- I have less than 1/4 of a tank of gas in my car
- Did I already mention that the LSAT is in 19 days??
Oh yeah...and I'm in the middle of a lawsuit currently (I'm the plaintiff, though, which helps ease *some* of the stress). So, I have to go meet with my lawyer this week to discuss the case and file the claim at the courthouse. I'm just hoping the court date will be set for after the holidays!
Well, I'm off to study (LSAT...19 days...I'm stressing out here...)!!
November 10, 2009
No 'oinking' here!
I'm looking forward to the day I don't have to follow-up, "I'm not feeling so well," with "I don't have H1N1, I promise!!!"
I'm really not feeling so great, but I'm 100% positive it's not Swine Flu (around here, they say you're 'oinking' if you have it - Is that just a Southern thing??).
It's this thing called stress.
And lack of sleep.
What really doesn't help is when your professor says to you, "Why are you so tired? You really don't look good. And why are you studying all the time? Do you spend ALL of your time in the library?? You should really get some sleep!" Thanks, Dr. Dixon...
Today, I learned that tests should not last longer than 2 hours. Especially accounting exams. As I finished the exam and walked out of the room after 2 hours, I turned to see over half of the class (of 50+ students) still taking the exam. Yeah...it was brutal...
Well, I'm going to do something tonight that I haven't done in goodness knows how long...try to go to bed before 11 pm (I usually don't get to hit the hay until 1 am at the earliest).
P.S. Need a good chuckle? Watch this 4 minute video! It never fails to put a smile on my face!
I'm really not feeling so great, but I'm 100% positive it's not Swine Flu (around here, they say you're 'oinking' if you have it - Is that just a Southern thing??).
It's this thing called stress.
And lack of sleep.
What really doesn't help is when your professor says to you, "Why are you so tired? You really don't look good. And why are you studying all the time? Do you spend ALL of your time in the library?? You should really get some sleep!" Thanks, Dr. Dixon...
Today, I learned that tests should not last longer than 2 hours. Especially accounting exams. As I finished the exam and walked out of the room after 2 hours, I turned to see over half of the class (of 50+ students) still taking the exam. Yeah...it was brutal...
Well, I'm going to do something tonight that I haven't done in goodness knows how long...try to go to bed before 11 pm (I usually don't get to hit the hay until 1 am at the earliest).
P.S. Need a good chuckle? Watch this 4 minute video! It never fails to put a smile on my face!
November 8, 2009
I missed that memo...
You know that memo that says you're supposed to relax, enjoy the weekend, and not work (well, only if you work an office job - which I do!)?? Yeah...I think I must have missed that memo.
Friday, I spent 11 hours at work.
Saturday, I spent 6 hours at work.
Today, I went into work after worship services, spent 5 hours there, and didn't get home till 9:30 pm.
So, if you want to know why I didn't wear make-up to worship services today, it wasn't because I couldn't find my make-up bag. It's because I'm exhausted and wasn't in the mood to hide it. I'm not ashamed of my dark circles!
And if you were wondering about what was going on with my non-existant bangs that suddenly decided they wanted to exist this morning...well, I'm wondering the same thing. My only explanation, my hair decided it wanted to have bangs today. Quite frankly, I wasn't in the mood to fight it, so bangs I had!
But I did manage to do one thing that REALLY needed to be done this weekend! For the first time in over two weeks, I FINALLY went grocery shopping.
Next on my list...laundry. It's only been neglected for about a month and a half now (is that bad??)
What did you do this weekend?? Did you miss the memo, too (I sure hope not!)??
However your weekend went, here's a relaxing picture to help your Monday along...
Friday, I spent 11 hours at work.
Saturday, I spent 6 hours at work.
Today, I went into work after worship services, spent 5 hours there, and didn't get home till 9:30 pm.
So, if you want to know why I didn't wear make-up to worship services today, it wasn't because I couldn't find my make-up bag. It's because I'm exhausted and wasn't in the mood to hide it. I'm not ashamed of my dark circles!
And if you were wondering about what was going on with my non-existant bangs that suddenly decided they wanted to exist this morning...well, I'm wondering the same thing. My only explanation, my hair decided it wanted to have bangs today. Quite frankly, I wasn't in the mood to fight it, so bangs I had!
But I did manage to do one thing that REALLY needed to be done this weekend! For the first time in over two weeks, I FINALLY went grocery shopping.
Next on my list...laundry. It's only been neglected for about a month and a half now (is that bad??)
What did you do this weekend?? Did you miss the memo, too (I sure hope not!)??
However your weekend went, here's a relaxing picture to help your Monday along...
October 24, 2009
Oh what a week!!!
Is October seriously almost already over?!?
I remember when I was a kid, having a conversation with my dad about how slow life was going. We were at the grocery store at the lake (Ralph's Grocery) - see, I really do remember it - and my impatient self turned to him and said, "Is life always going to go by THIS slowly?!?" To which he responded, "You know...I remember when I was your age thinking how slow life was going by. But, now that I'm older, it's going SO fast... Sometimes I wish it would slow back down!" At the time, I thought he was absolutely crazy and would have given anything to be in his shoes. Now...I see just how right he was...
This week was a CrAzY one!!
Monday: Worked all day! Took a new call at work where the man proceeded to yell at me. And, because I'm currently having problems in the sleeping department, all I could do was laugh (inaudibly, of course!). I was quite happy to hang up with him after he finished yelling at me for 20 minutes.
Tuesday: Day full of classes. Luckily, my 20th Century of Fashion class was canceled, which allowed me to come home for 2 hours and relax before heading to accounting. One funny thing that came from the day... In Strategy and Policy (the class taught by the professor who hasn't been in the US very long and therefore doesn't speak much English), a girl's phone went off. Well, her ringtone was "Let's Get It On," no joke. The professor had to stop lecturing because he was laughing so hard. Yeah...
Wednesday: Took the Business College exam over everything I was supposed to have learned in my courses at Western. I was surprised by how easy it was. Definitely thought it was going to be MUCH harder. And then I did my exit interview for the Business College. Reality of the fact graduation is less than 2 months away is definitely setting in... Then, I went to work and worked 1 hour past closing because I was that swamped. From work, I went straight to Bible study and then straight home. Despite being exhausted, it was another night of no sleep.
Thursday: Classes all day. Talked to my Finance professor about getting extra help so I can improve my grade in his class. During that discussion, he told me to skip my last class, go home, take a Benadryl, and go to sleep because I haven't gotten decent sleep in I don't know how long. I was shocked by what he was saying to me and ultimately did not follow his advice.
Friday: Work. Luckily, no new calls (that's the good thing about Fridays), therefore no one yelling at me! Yay! After work, I studied for the LSAT. Once my brain was completely fried, I went grocery shopping. I managed to shock 2 shoppers and the clerk by letting 2 people cut in front of me in line because they only had a couple of items they were buying versus me who had 30.
Saturday: Tried to sleep in (keyword being tried). Studied for the LSAT. Bought another book to help with the LSAT studying.
Here's to hoping this week will be filled with lots of productive studying and GOOD sleep!!! And, if I don't get yelled at on the phone this week, that would be a nice plus...just saying...
I remember when I was a kid, having a conversation with my dad about how slow life was going. We were at the grocery store at the lake (Ralph's Grocery) - see, I really do remember it - and my impatient self turned to him and said, "Is life always going to go by THIS slowly?!?" To which he responded, "You know...I remember when I was your age thinking how slow life was going by. But, now that I'm older, it's going SO fast... Sometimes I wish it would slow back down!" At the time, I thought he was absolutely crazy and would have given anything to be in his shoes. Now...I see just how right he was...
This week was a CrAzY one!!
Monday: Worked all day! Took a new call at work where the man proceeded to yell at me. And, because I'm currently having problems in the sleeping department, all I could do was laugh (inaudibly, of course!). I was quite happy to hang up with him after he finished yelling at me for 20 minutes.
Tuesday: Day full of classes. Luckily, my 20th Century of Fashion class was canceled, which allowed me to come home for 2 hours and relax before heading to accounting. One funny thing that came from the day... In Strategy and Policy (the class taught by the professor who hasn't been in the US very long and therefore doesn't speak much English), a girl's phone went off. Well, her ringtone was "Let's Get It On," no joke. The professor had to stop lecturing because he was laughing so hard. Yeah...
Wednesday: Took the Business College exam over everything I was supposed to have learned in my courses at Western. I was surprised by how easy it was. Definitely thought it was going to be MUCH harder. And then I did my exit interview for the Business College. Reality of the fact graduation is less than 2 months away is definitely setting in... Then, I went to work and worked 1 hour past closing because I was that swamped. From work, I went straight to Bible study and then straight home. Despite being exhausted, it was another night of no sleep.
Thursday: Classes all day. Talked to my Finance professor about getting extra help so I can improve my grade in his class. During that discussion, he told me to skip my last class, go home, take a Benadryl, and go to sleep because I haven't gotten decent sleep in I don't know how long. I was shocked by what he was saying to me and ultimately did not follow his advice.
Friday: Work. Luckily, no new calls (that's the good thing about Fridays), therefore no one yelling at me! Yay! After work, I studied for the LSAT. Once my brain was completely fried, I went grocery shopping. I managed to shock 2 shoppers and the clerk by letting 2 people cut in front of me in line because they only had a couple of items they were buying versus me who had 30.
Saturday: Tried to sleep in (keyword being tried). Studied for the LSAT. Bought another book to help with the LSAT studying.
Here's to hoping this week will be filled with lots of productive studying and GOOD sleep!!! And, if I don't get yelled at on the phone this week, that would be a nice plus...just saying...
October 2, 2009
Bad Day
I had one of those today.
I REALLY bad one.
So bad that my neighbor came over and gave me a hug because no one else was around to give me one. And she gave me a really big hug, too. One of those hugs where you hold on to the person for a long time to let them know you're there for them. Yeah...that's what she gave me today.
But, I found out one of my friends from back home is going through a lot of the same stuff I currently am, so it was nice to have someone to confide in who completely understood everything.
Just for kicks, I created a signature tonight. I figure that was better than having yet another emotional breakdown for the evening. Don't know if I'll like it or not, but it was something to do rather than sit, cry, and think about the hole I'm currently in and have to find some way out of.
On the agenda for tomorrow...breaking the news of today's bad day to the parents. Not anticipating that one going over well...at all... Pray for me, please!
I REALLY bad one.
So bad that my neighbor came over and gave me a hug because no one else was around to give me one. And she gave me a really big hug, too. One of those hugs where you hold on to the person for a long time to let them know you're there for them. Yeah...that's what she gave me today.
But, I found out one of my friends from back home is going through a lot of the same stuff I currently am, so it was nice to have someone to confide in who completely understood everything.
Just for kicks, I created a signature tonight. I figure that was better than having yet another emotional breakdown for the evening. Don't know if I'll like it or not, but it was something to do rather than sit, cry, and think about the hole I'm currently in and have to find some way out of.
On the agenda for tomorrow...breaking the news of today's bad day to the parents. Not anticipating that one going over well...at all... Pray for me, please!
September 28, 2009
I may or may not have...
Called into work sick today...
Even though I'm not sick as in running a fever, living in the bathroom, sick...
BUT I hadn't felt well all weekend, got very little sleep, and I NEVER call in sick (or take off a day, for that matter). Plus, I had (still do have) a lot of studying to do today for exams tomorrow.
Yes, I did feel a bit guilty about it.
However, my neighbor saw me out getting my paper (it's a textbook for one of my classes), and she commented on how I didn't look well, for the second day in row.
So, maybe it is a good thing I called in sick.
And even though I wasn't needing to go to the doctor sick, I still haven't felt well all day.
Funny how that works...
Ok, time to get back to studying. Unfortunately, you can't call in sick for exams (and I have 3 major ones and a quiz tomorrow)!
Even though I'm not sick as in running a fever, living in the bathroom, sick...
BUT I hadn't felt well all weekend, got very little sleep, and I NEVER call in sick (or take off a day, for that matter). Plus, I had (still do have) a lot of studying to do today for exams tomorrow.
Yes, I did feel a bit guilty about it.
However, my neighbor saw me out getting my paper (it's a textbook for one of my classes), and she commented on how I didn't look well, for the second day in row.
So, maybe it is a good thing I called in sick.
And even though I wasn't needing to go to the doctor sick, I still haven't felt well all day.
Funny how that works...
Ok, time to get back to studying. Unfortunately, you can't call in sick for exams (and I have 3 major ones and a quiz tomorrow)!
September 23, 2009
Last Semester, Big News....
Well, I'm FINALLY in my last semester of college. FINALLY!!
And, graduation is officially less than 3 months away!
So, I got to thinking, what do I want to do with my degree? More importantly, what do I want to do with my life? Oh the possibilities!
Everything I thought of, though, brought me back to having an average desk job for the rest of my life. That is, unless I decided to go to grad school and get my MBA.
The more I thought about it, the more I realized how much I really don't want to get an MBA. Even more than that, I really don't want to have an average desk job for the rest of my life.
After much thought and even more prayer, I've decided to apply to law school.
As if the stress of this being my last semester isn't enough, I've added the stress of studying for the LSAT, applying to law school, and everything that goes along with that to it!
Seriously, is graduation here yet???
In other news...
I graduated from physical therapy last Friday. They even sang Pomp and Circumstance (the graduation song) to me! As much as I'm going to miss Sarah and Jason, I'm really going to enjoy having those 3+ hours per week of my life back to do whatever I want/need to do with them! And even though my hip isn't 100% better (not sure it ever will be), I can walk again and am able to sleep (not that I've been getting much, thank you school!). Because I no longer do physical therapy at the facility 2 times per week, my living room has turned into a little physical therapy/work-out room. I kinda hate it, but at the same time, I kinda feel athletic. Speaking of athletic, thanks to physical therapy, I've got a pretty toned body now. So, thanks Sarah and Jason (especially Jason since you pushed me to my limit and beyond and refused to let me give up on myself).
I was sitting in my night Accounting class Tuesday night (yeah, it's just as boring as it sounds). The teacher walks in and gives a quick run down of what we're going to be doing in the 3 hours we will be assembled together for the evening. And then he says, "But, before we begin..." And, in my head, I automatically think he's going to say, "Let's start with a prayer..." That's when I remember I'm sitting in class in a public university, not worship services or Bible class. The crazy thing about it is that he kept saying cues to make my brain think that multiple times throughout the evening and my brain kept thinking we needed to pray. Yes, I am fully well aware that was my sign I needed to spend some time with the Lord and assemble with the saints. Check and check!
I drove around on fumes today. That is, until I finally got to a gas station to fill up. I tried to fill up last night, but I didn't realize it was after midnight (that's what happens when you're constantly going and not on a normal schedule like normal people). And when someone at services tonight found out about it, they offered me money to pay for gas thinking I drove around on fumes because I couldn't afford gas. I politely declined their hospitality as money wasn't the issue, stupidity and failure to look at my gas gauge was.
My fridge is currently fully stocked. Pretty sure it's never been this stocked, ever. Which is probably why my grocery bill was the highest it's ever been. But, hopefully I won't have to go back for awhile...
Alright, time to get back to studying! Group presentation tomorrow, 2 articles to discuss and debate online with my classmates (oh how I absolutely hate it!!), and a quiz to look over the material for!
Ok, if it's not December yet, can it at least be Friday already???
And, graduation is officially less than 3 months away!
So, I got to thinking, what do I want to do with my degree? More importantly, what do I want to do with my life? Oh the possibilities!
Everything I thought of, though, brought me back to having an average desk job for the rest of my life. That is, unless I decided to go to grad school and get my MBA.
The more I thought about it, the more I realized how much I really don't want to get an MBA. Even more than that, I really don't want to have an average desk job for the rest of my life.
After much thought and even more prayer, I've decided to apply to law school.
As if the stress of this being my last semester isn't enough, I've added the stress of studying for the LSAT, applying to law school, and everything that goes along with that to it!
Seriously, is graduation here yet???
In other news...
I graduated from physical therapy last Friday. They even sang Pomp and Circumstance (the graduation song) to me! As much as I'm going to miss Sarah and Jason, I'm really going to enjoy having those 3+ hours per week of my life back to do whatever I want/need to do with them! And even though my hip isn't 100% better (not sure it ever will be), I can walk again and am able to sleep (not that I've been getting much, thank you school!). Because I no longer do physical therapy at the facility 2 times per week, my living room has turned into a little physical therapy/work-out room. I kinda hate it, but at the same time, I kinda feel athletic. Speaking of athletic, thanks to physical therapy, I've got a pretty toned body now. So, thanks Sarah and Jason (especially Jason since you pushed me to my limit and beyond and refused to let me give up on myself).
I was sitting in my night Accounting class Tuesday night (yeah, it's just as boring as it sounds). The teacher walks in and gives a quick run down of what we're going to be doing in the 3 hours we will be assembled together for the evening. And then he says, "But, before we begin..." And, in my head, I automatically think he's going to say, "Let's start with a prayer..." That's when I remember I'm sitting in class in a public university, not worship services or Bible class. The crazy thing about it is that he kept saying cues to make my brain think that multiple times throughout the evening and my brain kept thinking we needed to pray. Yes, I am fully well aware that was my sign I needed to spend some time with the Lord and assemble with the saints. Check and check!
I drove around on fumes today. That is, until I finally got to a gas station to fill up. I tried to fill up last night, but I didn't realize it was after midnight (that's what happens when you're constantly going and not on a normal schedule like normal people). And when someone at services tonight found out about it, they offered me money to pay for gas thinking I drove around on fumes because I couldn't afford gas. I politely declined their hospitality as money wasn't the issue, stupidity and failure to look at my gas gauge was.
My fridge is currently fully stocked. Pretty sure it's never been this stocked, ever. Which is probably why my grocery bill was the highest it's ever been. But, hopefully I won't have to go back for awhile...
Alright, time to get back to studying! Group presentation tomorrow, 2 articles to discuss and debate online with my classmates (oh how I absolutely hate it!!), and a quiz to look over the material for!
Ok, if it's not December yet, can it at least be Friday already???
August 27, 2009
Crazy Adventures of PT
So, I started going to physical therapy 3 times a week this week for this hip of mine.
The other day when I went, I had this sweet and patient female PT assistant helping me stretch my hip out.
Today, I had this tall, too-cool, super macho guy PT assistant helping me out.
I knew it was going to be interesting when I started out on the bike (same as I had done with the female assistant), but I had to adjust the seat myself and tell the guy to put some resistance on the bike.
After 10 minutes on the bike, he asks me a question. Except, the question makes absolutely no sense. Components of the question make sense, but the question as a whole doesn't. I proceed to tell him I know what he's talking about but I have absolutely no idea what the question is. He laughs and decides it's probably best to just not ask and stretch instead.
He tells me to do this exercise where I have to lock my leg, lift it, hold it, slowly lower it, and repeat 10 times. Well, after about 2 times, my leg is shaking violently (which tends to happen when I work out). He quickly returns and says, "Ok...change of plans. You don't have to hold it anymore, just lift it." I question him if he changed the rules because my leg is shaking so badly. He laughs and says yes. I tell him that just happens whenever I work out and show him my hand, which is violently shaking as well. He chuckles and says, "Well, don't worry about holding it, but if I see you fake shaking, I will make you hold it! And I can tell the difference between real and fake shaking!!"
After all of that is said and done, he decides to introduce a new stretch. Before describing the stretch to me, he tells me that it's difficult to do, so he's only going to show me once. He goes to show me and suddenly says, "Hold on..." My first thought is that he's trying to make sure everything is in line and right. Then I realize he's not moving. Instead, his eyes are fixed on the girls in the gym (my PT is at a fitness center). I quickly realize he's not doing the stretch because it's embarrassing (just like every other PT stretch), and he's trying to impress the girls that are working out.
Since he's embarrassed me OH so many times (and just in 1 day), I QUICKLY jumped on the chance to embarrass him. I started laughing and said, "What?! You don't want those girls to see you doing the stretch??" He laughed and responded quickly with a sharp, "NO!" To which I couldn't resist responding with, "Oh but why not!? I bet they'd be impressed! Do you want me to get their attention for you??" To which I got another, "NO!" Again, I just couldn't resist, so I piped up with a, "Hey girls!!" He busted out laughing and hollered back at me, "Shut up!!"
I about fell on the floor I was laughing so hard along with all of the other patients in the PT room!! It was definitely sweet victory. Not only for me, but for all of the other PT patients that have been embarrassed multiple times by doing stretches that make you look like an idiot time and time and time again...
So, how did he manage to get me back?? He took me to these machines that I have never in my life seen a woman use. He starts me out on hardly any weight at all (because he thinks I'm a weakling). After doing 1 rep, I tell him he needs to increase it. He doubts me, but decides he's going to do as I ask and REALLY increase the weight. And, I just happen to blow him away by being able to do it. His comment to me was, "You're doing a really great job!!" Yeah...that's right!
The next machine, he decides he's going to keep it up and set the weight super high. I could do it, but with my bad hip, I felt like it was too much for my hip to handle 10 reps of. So, after telling him it was too much, he lowers it a bit, and I manage to blow him away (yet again).
The last portion of my PT requires my entire hip to be exposed (it gets hooked up to this machine), so they usually put me in a room with the female assistant (which I greatly appreciate). He puts me in the room and wheels in the machine. Put he puts the machine on the right side of the room. I looked at him and said, "Uh...it's my left hip." He replies, "I know," and plugs the machine in. To which I say, "So...wouldn't it make more sense to plug it in on the left side of the room?? I mean...I'm sorry!! I promise I'm not trying to tell you how to do your job!" He looks at me, lets out a little huff, unplugs it, rolls it over to the other side of the room, lets out a little laugh, and tells me to have fun on his way out the door (?).
Even though it was a painful PT session (for my hip, that is), I had quite a blast giving the assistant grief. And I'm pretty sure all of the other patients enjoyed laughing at the poor guy just as much as I did!
Oh what a day!! :)
The other day when I went, I had this sweet and patient female PT assistant helping me stretch my hip out.
Today, I had this tall, too-cool, super macho guy PT assistant helping me out.
I knew it was going to be interesting when I started out on the bike (same as I had done with the female assistant), but I had to adjust the seat myself and tell the guy to put some resistance on the bike.
After 10 minutes on the bike, he asks me a question. Except, the question makes absolutely no sense. Components of the question make sense, but the question as a whole doesn't. I proceed to tell him I know what he's talking about but I have absolutely no idea what the question is. He laughs and decides it's probably best to just not ask and stretch instead.
He tells me to do this exercise where I have to lock my leg, lift it, hold it, slowly lower it, and repeat 10 times. Well, after about 2 times, my leg is shaking violently (which tends to happen when I work out). He quickly returns and says, "Ok...change of plans. You don't have to hold it anymore, just lift it." I question him if he changed the rules because my leg is shaking so badly. He laughs and says yes. I tell him that just happens whenever I work out and show him my hand, which is violently shaking as well. He chuckles and says, "Well, don't worry about holding it, but if I see you fake shaking, I will make you hold it! And I can tell the difference between real and fake shaking!!"
After all of that is said and done, he decides to introduce a new stretch. Before describing the stretch to me, he tells me that it's difficult to do, so he's only going to show me once. He goes to show me and suddenly says, "Hold on..." My first thought is that he's trying to make sure everything is in line and right. Then I realize he's not moving. Instead, his eyes are fixed on the girls in the gym (my PT is at a fitness center). I quickly realize he's not doing the stretch because it's embarrassing (just like every other PT stretch), and he's trying to impress the girls that are working out.
Since he's embarrassed me OH so many times (and just in 1 day), I QUICKLY jumped on the chance to embarrass him. I started laughing and said, "What?! You don't want those girls to see you doing the stretch??" He laughed and responded quickly with a sharp, "NO!" To which I couldn't resist responding with, "Oh but why not!? I bet they'd be impressed! Do you want me to get their attention for you??" To which I got another, "NO!" Again, I just couldn't resist, so I piped up with a, "Hey girls!!" He busted out laughing and hollered back at me, "Shut up!!"
I about fell on the floor I was laughing so hard along with all of the other patients in the PT room!! It was definitely sweet victory. Not only for me, but for all of the other PT patients that have been embarrassed multiple times by doing stretches that make you look like an idiot time and time and time again...
So, how did he manage to get me back?? He took me to these machines that I have never in my life seen a woman use. He starts me out on hardly any weight at all (because he thinks I'm a weakling). After doing 1 rep, I tell him he needs to increase it. He doubts me, but decides he's going to do as I ask and REALLY increase the weight. And, I just happen to blow him away by being able to do it. His comment to me was, "You're doing a really great job!!" Yeah...that's right!
The next machine, he decides he's going to keep it up and set the weight super high. I could do it, but with my bad hip, I felt like it was too much for my hip to handle 10 reps of. So, after telling him it was too much, he lowers it a bit, and I manage to blow him away (yet again).
The last portion of my PT requires my entire hip to be exposed (it gets hooked up to this machine), so they usually put me in a room with the female assistant (which I greatly appreciate). He puts me in the room and wheels in the machine. Put he puts the machine on the right side of the room. I looked at him and said, "Uh...it's my left hip." He replies, "I know," and plugs the machine in. To which I say, "So...wouldn't it make more sense to plug it in on the left side of the room?? I mean...I'm sorry!! I promise I'm not trying to tell you how to do your job!" He looks at me, lets out a little huff, unplugs it, rolls it over to the other side of the room, lets out a little laugh, and tells me to have fun on his way out the door (?).
Even though it was a painful PT session (for my hip, that is), I had quite a blast giving the assistant grief. And I'm pretty sure all of the other patients enjoyed laughing at the poor guy just as much as I did!
Oh what a day!! :)
August 20, 2009
Eureka!!
Today was a very enlightening day!
Besides the fact that I realized I haven't posted in a month (exactly)... Yeah...oops... There (finally) was a breakthrough with that pesky hip pain I've had for 2 months now.
The doctors weren't about to tell me what was wrong with my hip. All the tests I had done came back 'normal.' So, they decided to give physical therapy a shot (and told me it would be my last shot at getting rid of the pain).
I went today for the first time.
I walk in and find out I've been assigned to this really cute, young, not married guy as my physical therapist for however long I have to go. Jackpot!!
Anyways, cute physical therapist figured out what's wrong with me. My hip is rotated backwards. And yes, it is as painful (if not more) than it sounds.
But, he says he can fix it! And, even though it hurt like crazy what he was doing to me, I was able to walk out of the office like a normal person for the first time in 2 months.
Last exciting piece of news for the day...
As of today, I graduate in less than 4 months!!! YAY!!! :)
Besides the fact that I realized I haven't posted in a month (exactly)... Yeah...oops... There (finally) was a breakthrough with that pesky hip pain I've had for 2 months now.
The doctors weren't about to tell me what was wrong with my hip. All the tests I had done came back 'normal.' So, they decided to give physical therapy a shot (and told me it would be my last shot at getting rid of the pain).
I went today for the first time.
I walk in and find out I've been assigned to this really cute, young, not married guy as my physical therapist for however long I have to go. Jackpot!!
Anyways, cute physical therapist figured out what's wrong with me. My hip is rotated backwards. And yes, it is as painful (if not more) than it sounds.
But, he says he can fix it! And, even though it hurt like crazy what he was doing to me, I was able to walk out of the office like a normal person for the first time in 2 months.
Last exciting piece of news for the day...
As of today, I graduate in less than 4 months!!! YAY!!! :)
July 20, 2009
Sweet Revenge...
Remember that rude nurse from Issue #4 posted about below??
Well...the office she works at called me back today.
Thankfully, it was a different nurse.
And, thankfully, the fact that I called about the medication problem got passed onto the doctor.
The nurse on Friday told me she had no idea why I was calling since I seem to be getting along just fine despite everything.
The doctor is quite glad I called and has the opposite attitude of the nurse.
Love it!!
She wanted me to come in and sit down to have a serious talk with her about what all I have been going through, my medications I am currently taking, etc. And I really wanted to come in and have that chat with her. But, the problem is we are in two different states.
Ok...this one is not my fault (for once!)! I started going to this doctor when I was 16 and living at home! Well before I even knew I was going to college! And I liked her so much that I continued going to her even after I started college.
After everything I have already been through with doctors and rude office staff, I expected this nurse to get upset with me and tell me I would have to get over it and come home. Nope! Instead, she said to me, "Not a problem! I will just let the doctor know you are away at college and are therefore unable to come in." Literally, she left me speechless! I was shocked by how kind she was over the whole thing!
This just gives me hope that there are a few nice doctors still out there who really do care...
Well...the office she works at called me back today.
Thankfully, it was a different nurse.
And, thankfully, the fact that I called about the medication problem got passed onto the doctor.
The nurse on Friday told me she had no idea why I was calling since I seem to be getting along just fine despite everything.
The doctor is quite glad I called and has the opposite attitude of the nurse.
Love it!!
She wanted me to come in and sit down to have a serious talk with her about what all I have been going through, my medications I am currently taking, etc. And I really wanted to come in and have that chat with her. But, the problem is we are in two different states.
Ok...this one is not my fault (for once!)! I started going to this doctor when I was 16 and living at home! Well before I even knew I was going to college! And I liked her so much that I continued going to her even after I started college.
After everything I have already been through with doctors and rude office staff, I expected this nurse to get upset with me and tell me I would have to get over it and come home. Nope! Instead, she said to me, "Not a problem! I will just let the doctor know you are away at college and are therefore unable to come in." Literally, she left me speechless! I was shocked by how kind she was over the whole thing!
This just gives me hope that there are a few nice doctors still out there who really do care...
July 17, 2009
UGH!!!!
Today has been yet another emotional day for me!
I am SO incredibly frustrated with doctors. It's beyond belief how frustrated with them I am.
Issue #1:
This morning, the orthopedic doctor's office called me. Based off of my neurology records (which speak of migraines), he's decided he can't help me with my hip pain. My neuro records speak NOTHING of hip pain. Basically, he compared apples to oranges and decided he can't help me from that.
Issue #2:
I call the office back to see about picking up my records because my neurologist sent a bill to me for them (and charged me $0.50 a page - can we say ridiculous!?!) The nurse tells me to come by the office and tell the receptionist she is holding on to them. When I arrive, I do so. The receptionist proceeds to tell me she doesn't have my records. To which I tell her I just got off the phone less than 10 minutes ago with the nurse who told me she is holding on to them. Finally, after waiting for 5 minutes, my records appear and I leave the office (never to return again).
Issue #3:
I get in my car and start looking at my neurologist records. I read the first line and realize how serious doctors don't take me and much they don't listen when I speak. The first line of the report states, "The patient is a 20-year-old right-handed woman..." Yeah...I'm LEFT-handed, NOT right!! I can't tell you how many times I told him I was left handed and mentioned I was left dominant. There are a bunch of other errors as well in the report concerning my symptoms.
Issue #4:
When I went to pick up my prescription medications, the pharmacist pulled me aside and asked if I was aware my migraine medication was counteracting with another medication I take daily, which I wasn't. I called that doctor's office today and spoke with the nurse concerning the medication. Everytime I went to speak, she started talking over me. She would ask me a question, and before I could even get 3 words out, she interrupted me.
Needless to say, I am irritated and frustrated.
I am at that point where I am about ready to give up.
I'm tired of fighting doctors who don't listen to me and think I'm crazy. I'm tired of living in pain. I know something is wrong with me, but I'm constantly blown off.
And I've had it.
So, to sum it all up in one word...
UGH!!!!!!!!!!
I am SO incredibly frustrated with doctors. It's beyond belief how frustrated with them I am.
Issue #1:
This morning, the orthopedic doctor's office called me. Based off of my neurology records (which speak of migraines), he's decided he can't help me with my hip pain. My neuro records speak NOTHING of hip pain. Basically, he compared apples to oranges and decided he can't help me from that.
Issue #2:
I call the office back to see about picking up my records because my neurologist sent a bill to me for them (and charged me $0.50 a page - can we say ridiculous!?!) The nurse tells me to come by the office and tell the receptionist she is holding on to them. When I arrive, I do so. The receptionist proceeds to tell me she doesn't have my records. To which I tell her I just got off the phone less than 10 minutes ago with the nurse who told me she is holding on to them. Finally, after waiting for 5 minutes, my records appear and I leave the office (never to return again).
Issue #3:
I get in my car and start looking at my neurologist records. I read the first line and realize how serious doctors don't take me and much they don't listen when I speak. The first line of the report states, "The patient is a 20-year-old right-handed woman..." Yeah...I'm LEFT-handed, NOT right!! I can't tell you how many times I told him I was left handed and mentioned I was left dominant. There are a bunch of other errors as well in the report concerning my symptoms.
Issue #4:
When I went to pick up my prescription medications, the pharmacist pulled me aside and asked if I was aware my migraine medication was counteracting with another medication I take daily, which I wasn't. I called that doctor's office today and spoke with the nurse concerning the medication. Everytime I went to speak, she started talking over me. She would ask me a question, and before I could even get 3 words out, she interrupted me.
Needless to say, I am irritated and frustrated.
I am at that point where I am about ready to give up.
I'm tired of fighting doctors who don't listen to me and think I'm crazy. I'm tired of living in pain. I know something is wrong with me, but I'm constantly blown off.
And I've had it.
So, to sum it all up in one word...
UGH!!!!!!!!!!
July 14, 2009
My Old Grandma Self
For a while now, I've been struggling with pain and weakness in my left leg. I realized about a month ago the pain originates in my hip and radiates downward. Well, now I'm at that point where my hip won't let me forget it's the origin of the pain. I can't sit comfortably, I can't sleep comfortably, I can't stand for more than 5 minutes before my hip feels like it's on fire. Basically, I'm uncomfortable 24/7.
So, I finally gave in to my hip and called an orthopedic surgeon to try to get an appointment. Unfortunately for me, I have to go through the ringer first.
This is what my yesterday consisted of:
- call the orthopedic doctor's office and leave a message concerning my condition
- receive a call back from them but can't answer because I'm at work and not on my break
- call them back
- find out they want ALL of my records from the neurologist
- they proceed to tell me the doctor will read the neuro's records and will decide from those if he can help me
- have a mini breakdown
- call the neurologist's office and leave a message concerning my records
- receive a call back from them stating I need to fill out a bunch of paperwork before they'll release any of my records to me (even though my records are mine and technically belong to me, but whatever!)
- have a mini breakdown
- call the radiology department to see about getting a copy of my MRIs
- they proceed to tell me they can copy the MRIs on a disk, but I have to physically come and pick up the disk, with a photo ID (yeah...we're located in 2 different states currently)
- have a mini breakdown
- explain to them that's impossible for me to do as we're in 2 different states
- they tell me I have to fill out a bunch of paperwork before they'll release the disk to my parents
- have a mini breakdown
- fill out paperwork giving permission for everything to be done that needs to be done
- have a mini breakdown
- Mom calls to check on me and see how I'm feeling
- have a mini breakdown because it's 10 pm and my hip hurts so much I can barely walk
Does anyone see a pattern here??
Needless to say, I'm SO glad yesterday is over!
Hopefully, the doctor will review my records and will agree to help me. I'm thinking my chances of that happening are slim to none, but I can always hope and dream, right?!
Until then...I'm sure everyone at work will continue to enjoy making fun of me as I walk (since I limp because it is SO incredibly painful). If only they knew how painful it is...
In other news, I'm still head over heels in love with living alone! Why in the world didn't I do this sooner?!
Time to get back to writing my Spain papers (which are due tomorrow!) Yikes!!
So, I finally gave in to my hip and called an orthopedic surgeon to try to get an appointment. Unfortunately for me, I have to go through the ringer first.
This is what my yesterday consisted of:
- call the orthopedic doctor's office and leave a message concerning my condition
- receive a call back from them but can't answer because I'm at work and not on my break
- call them back
- find out they want ALL of my records from the neurologist
- they proceed to tell me the doctor will read the neuro's records and will decide from those if he can help me
- have a mini breakdown
- call the neurologist's office and leave a message concerning my records
- receive a call back from them stating I need to fill out a bunch of paperwork before they'll release any of my records to me (even though my records are mine and technically belong to me, but whatever!)
- have a mini breakdown
- call the radiology department to see about getting a copy of my MRIs
- they proceed to tell me they can copy the MRIs on a disk, but I have to physically come and pick up the disk, with a photo ID (yeah...we're located in 2 different states currently)
- have a mini breakdown
- explain to them that's impossible for me to do as we're in 2 different states
- they tell me I have to fill out a bunch of paperwork before they'll release the disk to my parents
- have a mini breakdown
- fill out paperwork giving permission for everything to be done that needs to be done
- have a mini breakdown
- Mom calls to check on me and see how I'm feeling
- have a mini breakdown because it's 10 pm and my hip hurts so much I can barely walk
Does anyone see a pattern here??
Needless to say, I'm SO glad yesterday is over!
Hopefully, the doctor will review my records and will agree to help me. I'm thinking my chances of that happening are slim to none, but I can always hope and dream, right?!
Until then...I'm sure everyone at work will continue to enjoy making fun of me as I walk (since I limp because it is SO incredibly painful). If only they knew how painful it is...
In other news, I'm still head over heels in love with living alone! Why in the world didn't I do this sooner?!
Time to get back to writing my Spain papers (which are due tomorrow!) Yikes!!
July 8, 2009
A place to call my very own...I mean home!!
As of July 1st, I no longer have to deal with a roommate...and I absolutely love it!!
Since I'm graduating in December and my lease at the apartment I was living at (which was a dump) is up August 1st, I went ahead and got a 6 month lease elsewhere. And since it's too hard to find someone who only wants to be your roommate for 6 months, I decided to not have one! Seriously, one of the best decisions I've ever made!!
I absolutely love:
-coming home to a clean house
-having complete control of the thermostat
-not having to coordinate my showers around someone else's schedule
-coming home to a house that doesn't smell like smoke
-living in a place where the walls aren't paper thin
-having kind and friendly neighbors (they're totally awesome!!)
-knowing all of this is mine (ok, so maybe I have a bit of a sharing problem...)
Yeah...it's awesome!
I have yet to hear any of my neighbors except for when they sit out on their patios and chat in the evenings after dinner (which I don't mind that at all!). That's a complete 180 from my old place. I didn't sleep at my old place because they let their little baby cry all night long. I'd wake up in the early hours of the morning to them yelling profanity at each other and then at their little children. If they engaged in pillow talk in the evenings, I could hear it as if I was in the bed with them (want to talk about awkward). And let's not talk about when the newlyweds lived next door. My only comment on that one is that I completely rearranged my room, and it didn't help, at all. Now that's awkward!
I still have lots of decorating to do. Yet another thing I love! I can decorate this place any way I want to and no one can tell me otherwise!! :)
But, since I have a couple of months off before my last semester of college starts (so weird and crazy to think I'm almost finished with college already!), I've got some time on my hands. Love it!!
So...now, I must decide what I want to do in my own apartment... Shower now and then go to bed, or go to bed and shower in the morning... Man! I love being able to have a choice!! :)
I'll close with a cool picture I took of the cathedral in Granada, Spain. Just as a side note, absolutely zero photo retouching was done on this photo. Enjoy!
Since I'm graduating in December and my lease at the apartment I was living at (which was a dump) is up August 1st, I went ahead and got a 6 month lease elsewhere. And since it's too hard to find someone who only wants to be your roommate for 6 months, I decided to not have one! Seriously, one of the best decisions I've ever made!!
I absolutely love:
-coming home to a clean house
-having complete control of the thermostat
-not having to coordinate my showers around someone else's schedule
-coming home to a house that doesn't smell like smoke
-living in a place where the walls aren't paper thin
-having kind and friendly neighbors (they're totally awesome!!)
-knowing all of this is mine (ok, so maybe I have a bit of a sharing problem...)
Yeah...it's awesome!
I have yet to hear any of my neighbors except for when they sit out on their patios and chat in the evenings after dinner (which I don't mind that at all!). That's a complete 180 from my old place. I didn't sleep at my old place because they let their little baby cry all night long. I'd wake up in the early hours of the morning to them yelling profanity at each other and then at their little children. If they engaged in pillow talk in the evenings, I could hear it as if I was in the bed with them (want to talk about awkward). And let's not talk about when the newlyweds lived next door. My only comment on that one is that I completely rearranged my room, and it didn't help, at all. Now that's awkward!
I still have lots of decorating to do. Yet another thing I love! I can decorate this place any way I want to and no one can tell me otherwise!! :)
But, since I have a couple of months off before my last semester of college starts (so weird and crazy to think I'm almost finished with college already!), I've got some time on my hands. Love it!!
So...now, I must decide what I want to do in my own apartment... Shower now and then go to bed, or go to bed and shower in the morning... Man! I love being able to have a choice!! :)
I'll close with a cool picture I took of the cathedral in Granada, Spain. Just as a side note, absolutely zero photo retouching was done on this photo. Enjoy!
June 11, 2009
Yet Another Adjustment Story...
Well...after a month of romping around Spain, I am back in the good ole USA! As good as it is to be home, I do miss Spain mucho...
And, after a month of sleeping in beds as hard as rocks, planes, trains, buses, cars, and everything except what I should have been sleeping on for my spine, I finally got the chance to go back to the chiropractor today to get everything realigned.
Side note: why is it that all of my stories seem to take place at the chiropractor's office?? It seems like I have no life outside of his office. I promise I do!
So, I go to the chiropractor today for the first time in over a month. I know, roll your eyes because it's yet another chiropractor story.
Dr: "The last time I saw you, you were getting ready to go see your neurologist in St. Louis. Did you talk about me and tell him all about me??"
Me: "Ha! Nope!!"
Dr: "What!? I'm hurt..."
Me: "Sorry! We had more important things to discuss."
Dr: "Well then! *long pause as I get situated on the table* Pulling off the bun look today I see (referring to my hair)."
Me: "Yep...it's because my hair's wet (I worked out prior to my appointment so I ran home and took a quick shower)."
Dr: "It looks nice. Not very many people can pull off the bun and the down long look."
Me: "Uh...thanks..."
Dr: "I just sounded like a creeper, didn't I?"
Me: "Yep!"
He gives me an adjustment (much needed)! And then the following conversation takes place.
Dr: "So, how's your summer going? What have you been up to?"
Me: "Well, I just got back..."
Dr: "From..."
Me: "Spain."
Dr: "Oh! That's right! I forgot! So, where did you go?"
Me: Spain. HA!"
Dr: "Well no duh! Who did you go with? How was that? Did you have fun? Did you lose weight?"
Me: "Western for study abroad. It was amazing! I loved it! It was fun except for the part where I had to go to bars and walk 9 incredibly intoxicated people home. Didn't really enjoy being the designated walker... And yes, I lost weight, hence why my pants are so large."
Dr: "You look great! And that's really awesome that you were able to stay so strong in the faith and be an example to them as well as being the responsible one of the group! How was your health and all while over there?"
Me: "Um...eh. See, I've been having a lot of weakness in my left leg, and it's been giving out on me. My MRI's have all come back normal - negative for MS, tumors, and blockages/clots."
Dr: "I'm not treating your leg, am I?"
Me: "Nope."
Dr: "Let me try something. Lay down on your side. *He moves me around in some crazy position* I really don't think it's your head that's causing this leg weakness; I think it's your back..."
Me: "Um...this is awkward..."
Dr: "Haha! And it's about to get even more awkward!"
Me: "Alrighty then! Thanks for the heads up!"
And now, I sit here with an ice pack on my hip as it is quite sore. Hopefully whatever awkwardness (and soreness) I experienced today will be completely worth it tomorrow!!
Maybe I'll post more about Spain next time. I've only downloaded pictures from the first 4 days, which is about 250 pictures... Yeah...
Time for this girl to go siesta (my absolute favorite habit I picked up in Spain)!!!! :)
And, after a month of sleeping in beds as hard as rocks, planes, trains, buses, cars, and everything except what I should have been sleeping on for my spine, I finally got the chance to go back to the chiropractor today to get everything realigned.
Side note: why is it that all of my stories seem to take place at the chiropractor's office?? It seems like I have no life outside of his office. I promise I do!
So, I go to the chiropractor today for the first time in over a month. I know, roll your eyes because it's yet another chiropractor story.
Dr: "The last time I saw you, you were getting ready to go see your neurologist in St. Louis. Did you talk about me and tell him all about me??"
Me: "Ha! Nope!!"
Dr: "What!? I'm hurt..."
Me: "Sorry! We had more important things to discuss."
Dr: "Well then! *long pause as I get situated on the table* Pulling off the bun look today I see (referring to my hair)."
Me: "Yep...it's because my hair's wet (I worked out prior to my appointment so I ran home and took a quick shower)."
Dr: "It looks nice. Not very many people can pull off the bun and the down long look."
Me: "Uh...thanks..."
Dr: "I just sounded like a creeper, didn't I?"
Me: "Yep!"
He gives me an adjustment (much needed)! And then the following conversation takes place.
Dr: "So, how's your summer going? What have you been up to?"
Me: "Well, I just got back..."
Dr: "From..."
Me: "Spain."
Dr: "Oh! That's right! I forgot! So, where did you go?"
Me: Spain. HA!"
Dr: "Well no duh! Who did you go with? How was that? Did you have fun? Did you lose weight?"
Me: "Western for study abroad. It was amazing! I loved it! It was fun except for the part where I had to go to bars and walk 9 incredibly intoxicated people home. Didn't really enjoy being the designated walker... And yes, I lost weight, hence why my pants are so large."
Dr: "You look great! And that's really awesome that you were able to stay so strong in the faith and be an example to them as well as being the responsible one of the group! How was your health and all while over there?"
Me: "Um...eh. See, I've been having a lot of weakness in my left leg, and it's been giving out on me. My MRI's have all come back normal - negative for MS, tumors, and blockages/clots."
Dr: "I'm not treating your leg, am I?"
Me: "Nope."
Dr: "Let me try something. Lay down on your side. *He moves me around in some crazy position* I really don't think it's your head that's causing this leg weakness; I think it's your back..."
Me: "Um...this is awkward..."
Dr: "Haha! And it's about to get even more awkward!"
Me: "Alrighty then! Thanks for the heads up!"
And now, I sit here with an ice pack on my hip as it is quite sore. Hopefully whatever awkwardness (and soreness) I experienced today will be completely worth it tomorrow!!
Maybe I'll post more about Spain next time. I've only downloaded pictures from the first 4 days, which is about 250 pictures... Yeah...
Time for this girl to go siesta (my absolute favorite habit I picked up in Spain)!!!! :)
May 11, 2009
Spring 09 Semester As Played in a VCR
*****INSERT TAPE, PRESS PLAY*****
It's the last day of actual class. Class where you sit, listen to the professor lecture, and take notes. Next time the class gathers, it will be for the final. The very last class of the very last spring semester. And, for the very last time, Mr. Benton hands out a study guide, 3 for the row I sit in, and the guy that sits next to me smiles and slides the guide my way.
*****REWIND*****
It's the very first day of class. I'm one of the first one's there as I hate being late. I sit in the second row, as I like to be close to the front. A few minutes before class is to start, this guy walks in a sits 2 seats down from me. The professor passes out his syllabus, 3 for the row I'm sitting in, introduces himself as Mr. Benton, and for the very first time, the guy sitting next to me smiles and slides the syllabus my way.
*****FAST FORWARD*****
It's the very last day of class. We all can't get out of there fast enough. For the very last time, the guy that sits 2 seats down from me makes small talk with me. We wish each other luck on finals and go our separate ways, but not before he flashes me a smile...
*****5 HOURS LATER*****
I get on Facebook to find a friend request. I check to see just who in the world wants to be my friend. I'm greeted by that oh so friendly smile from Mr. Benton's class. Who could resist that smile?? Not me, that's for sure!!
*****TAPE ROLLS OUT OF FEED*****
Guess I'll just have to push stop, rewind, and play again! ;)
It's the last day of actual class. Class where you sit, listen to the professor lecture, and take notes. Next time the class gathers, it will be for the final. The very last class of the very last spring semester. And, for the very last time, Mr. Benton hands out a study guide, 3 for the row I sit in, and the guy that sits next to me smiles and slides the guide my way.
*****REWIND*****
It's the very first day of class. I'm one of the first one's there as I hate being late. I sit in the second row, as I like to be close to the front. A few minutes before class is to start, this guy walks in a sits 2 seats down from me. The professor passes out his syllabus, 3 for the row I'm sitting in, introduces himself as Mr. Benton, and for the very first time, the guy sitting next to me smiles and slides the syllabus my way.
*****FAST FORWARD*****
It's the very last day of class. We all can't get out of there fast enough. For the very last time, the guy that sits 2 seats down from me makes small talk with me. We wish each other luck on finals and go our separate ways, but not before he flashes me a smile...
*****5 HOURS LATER*****
I get on Facebook to find a friend request. I check to see just who in the world wants to be my friend. I'm greeted by that oh so friendly smile from Mr. Benton's class. Who could resist that smile?? Not me, that's for sure!!
*****TAPE ROLLS OUT OF FEED*****
Guess I'll just have to push stop, rewind, and play again! ;)
April 13, 2009
An Insightful Adjustment
Today, I went in for my weekly chiropractic adjustment, just like I've done for the past 5 weeks. (I started going to find an alternative from medications to treat my horrible migraines.)
Just as a side note here, if you are considering going to a chiropractor, please do your research before you decide which doctor to see. My choice was simple as I worship with my chiropractor and therefore have a great amount of trust in him (and when you have someone holding your neck in their hands, trust is a VERY good thing to have!).
My doctor first did an exam (in which he called me "snappy," and not in the action verb sense of the word) to see how much I've improved since I started coming to him 5 weeks ago. I didn't realize until today how off things were in my neck previously.
I walk into the adjustment room. He asks me how my migraines have been. I reply that I haven't had one in a week (that's a record for me!).
And then the adjustment starts...
Lower back... "Well, Miss Meredith, that's really great to hear!" *pop*
Mid back... *pop* I try not to jump off the table as it was a rather uncomfortable pop.
Neck... "Going up high..." pressure followed by *pop*
He sits me up, asks me to turn over, and begins asking me the following series of questions, in a fatherly way, as the table lowers...
Dr: "So, any special someone in your life?"
Me: "*giving him the are you kidding me look* Ha! No!"
Dr: "You know...I don't get why you're single. Why are you single??"
Me: "I knew this was coming!! Are you planning on joining the club of women at West End (the congregation where we worship) who plan on finding me a man and getting me married off before December so I stay here in BG? And because the last relationship I was in messed me up pretty good."
Dr: "Ha! That's actually not a bad idea! And I'm sorry to hear that. You know...it's probably better to be single. You need time to get over stuff like that. No regrets, no stress... Here's my advice for you: be approachable."
Me: "*insert sarcastic tone*Thanks... And it's been 2 years, I'm over it."
Dr: "OH! I didn't mean it like that! *nervous laugh* Relax your neck... *pop*"
Me: "*trying to breathe deeply since I absolutely hate it when he pops my neck* Thanks for making me sound like I hate people."
Dr: "Relax your neck... *pop* I really didn't mean it like that! I mean...well...I come from a family of bachelors and bachelorettes. I met my wife through a friend. Didn't even get married until I was in my 30s! And since I don't have any kids, I've definitely had to deal with the pressure other's put on you."
Me: "Yeah, I hear ya on the pressure thing. I'm in the minority at West End because I am single. Can I sit up yet?"
Dr: "Nope. *leans casually against the wall and continues conversation* You know...I never really noticed how few single people there are at West End... So, are you getting pressure from home to get married?"
Me: "Nope! They know why I'm single and support me in it."
Dr: "That's good! I still don't get why you're single, though. I mean, you've got everything going for you...the brains, the looks, a good head on your shoulders... (this was the point where I quit listening and rolled my eyes in a 'yeah, ok' manner at him) *finally, he raises the table and lets me get up*"
Me: "Uh...thanks... But I'm ok with being single, really!"
Dr: "Well...just remember to not live with regrets, and be approachable!! Ha! *door opens* You never know, things may work out for you like they did for me!"
Me: "*insert sarcastic tone as I exit the room* Wow...can't wait! *laugh, duck and run to avoid him hitting me with my file*"
Dr: "*laughing while rolling his eyes at me* Get outta here!!"
I have yet to have a dull adjustment!
Thank you Dr. Woodward for yet another stimulating and thought provoking conversation during my adjustment!
In other news...oh how I miss my twin!!
Just as a side note here, if you are considering going to a chiropractor, please do your research before you decide which doctor to see. My choice was simple as I worship with my chiropractor and therefore have a great amount of trust in him (and when you have someone holding your neck in their hands, trust is a VERY good thing to have!).
My doctor first did an exam (in which he called me "snappy," and not in the action verb sense of the word) to see how much I've improved since I started coming to him 5 weeks ago. I didn't realize until today how off things were in my neck previously.
I walk into the adjustment room. He asks me how my migraines have been. I reply that I haven't had one in a week (that's a record for me!).
And then the adjustment starts...
Lower back... "Well, Miss Meredith, that's really great to hear!" *pop*
Mid back... *pop* I try not to jump off the table as it was a rather uncomfortable pop.
Neck... "Going up high..." pressure followed by *pop*
He sits me up, asks me to turn over, and begins asking me the following series of questions, in a fatherly way, as the table lowers...
Dr: "So, any special someone in your life?"
Me: "*giving him the are you kidding me look* Ha! No!"
Dr: "You know...I don't get why you're single. Why are you single??"
Me: "I knew this was coming!! Are you planning on joining the club of women at West End (the congregation where we worship) who plan on finding me a man and getting me married off before December so I stay here in BG? And because the last relationship I was in messed me up pretty good."
Dr: "Ha! That's actually not a bad idea! And I'm sorry to hear that. You know...it's probably better to be single. You need time to get over stuff like that. No regrets, no stress... Here's my advice for you: be approachable."
Me: "*insert sarcastic tone*Thanks... And it's been 2 years, I'm over it."
Dr: "OH! I didn't mean it like that! *nervous laugh* Relax your neck... *pop*"
Me: "*trying to breathe deeply since I absolutely hate it when he pops my neck* Thanks for making me sound like I hate people."
Dr: "Relax your neck... *pop* I really didn't mean it like that! I mean...well...I come from a family of bachelors and bachelorettes. I met my wife through a friend. Didn't even get married until I was in my 30s! And since I don't have any kids, I've definitely had to deal with the pressure other's put on you."
Me: "Yeah, I hear ya on the pressure thing. I'm in the minority at West End because I am single. Can I sit up yet?"
Dr: "Nope. *leans casually against the wall and continues conversation* You know...I never really noticed how few single people there are at West End... So, are you getting pressure from home to get married?"
Me: "Nope! They know why I'm single and support me in it."
Dr: "That's good! I still don't get why you're single, though. I mean, you've got everything going for you...the brains, the looks, a good head on your shoulders... (this was the point where I quit listening and rolled my eyes in a 'yeah, ok' manner at him) *finally, he raises the table and lets me get up*"
Me: "Uh...thanks... But I'm ok with being single, really!"
Dr: "Well...just remember to not live with regrets, and be approachable!! Ha! *door opens* You never know, things may work out for you like they did for me!"
Me: "*insert sarcastic tone as I exit the room* Wow...can't wait! *laugh, duck and run to avoid him hitting me with my file*"
Dr: "*laughing while rolling his eyes at me* Get outta here!!"
I have yet to have a dull adjustment!
Thank you Dr. Woodward for yet another stimulating and thought provoking conversation during my adjustment!
In other news...oh how I miss my twin!!
April 12, 2009
Dear Chronic Illness,
This is the person of the body in which you chose to occupy yourself in about 5 or so years ago.
Remember the agreement we made? The one where I said I would be nice to you as long as you were nice to me??
Remember how I promised I would only put things in my body which would make you feel better, and, in return, you would fly under the radar?
Well...I've been doing my part! So, why have you been disagreeing with me so much here lately?
I understand you don't like me putting prescription medications into my body. Trust me, I don't like it either. But, unfortunately, they are the only thing that will provide relief from my intense migraines.
The spell you gave me last week caused me to fall over in pain, literally. The other spell you gave me last week prevented me from falling asleep till 5 am. Now that one was seriously uncalled for.
Because you've been so uncooperative and have given me no other option, I will be calling the doctor tomorrow concerning you. Feel free to get in your last kicks tonight. Trust me, by tomorrow, your fun will be over!
Remember the agreement we made? The one where I said I would be nice to you as long as you were nice to me??
Remember how I promised I would only put things in my body which would make you feel better, and, in return, you would fly under the radar?
Well...I've been doing my part! So, why have you been disagreeing with me so much here lately?
I understand you don't like me putting prescription medications into my body. Trust me, I don't like it either. But, unfortunately, they are the only thing that will provide relief from my intense migraines.
The spell you gave me last week caused me to fall over in pain, literally. The other spell you gave me last week prevented me from falling asleep till 5 am. Now that one was seriously uncalled for.
Because you've been so uncooperative and have given me no other option, I will be calling the doctor tomorrow concerning you. Feel free to get in your last kicks tonight. Trust me, by tomorrow, your fun will be over!
March 23, 2009
One of THOSE days
Yep, I had one of those days today.
Those days where nothing really seems to go as it should.
I couldn't get out of bed this morning.
I couldn't figure out what to wear once I finally got out of bed.
Class seemed to drag out. Each class felt like it was longer than the previous.
Work didn't make me feel accomplished like it normally does.
The chiropractic adjustment today did not go well. I didn't think it was possible for it to be worse than my first adjustment, but man was I wrong! And I don't at all blame my doctor for this because he was great through all three neck adjustments today. Yes, three (and, yes, one is the norm).
The migraines returned and brought their good friend nausea with them.
Walking didn't help me feel better like it usually does. It actually made me feel worse.
I desperately need to do laundry but am so far from a laundry doing mood.
And I just took 4 different medications for 4 different things.
Yeah...it's definitely been one of those days...
Yay for onevoice because their beautiful voices singing praise to the Lord is really touching my heart and calming me right now.
In other news: I absolutely love my family!!
Those days where nothing really seems to go as it should.
I couldn't get out of bed this morning.
I couldn't figure out what to wear once I finally got out of bed.
Class seemed to drag out. Each class felt like it was longer than the previous.
Work didn't make me feel accomplished like it normally does.
The chiropractic adjustment today did not go well. I didn't think it was possible for it to be worse than my first adjustment, but man was I wrong! And I don't at all blame my doctor for this because he was great through all three neck adjustments today. Yes, three (and, yes, one is the norm).
The migraines returned and brought their good friend nausea with them.
Walking didn't help me feel better like it usually does. It actually made me feel worse.
I desperately need to do laundry but am so far from a laundry doing mood.
And I just took 4 different medications for 4 different things.
Yeah...it's definitely been one of those days...
Yay for onevoice because their beautiful voices singing praise to the Lord is really touching my heart and calming me right now.
In other news: I absolutely love my family!!
March 11, 2009
New Season, New Blog Look!!
I'm on vacation. Wow...that's really nice to say...
Since I have some spare time, and since the weather's been b-e-a-utiful here lately, I decided it would be a good time to give this blog a fresh new look! Maybe (notice the maybe) I'll get more creative next time and create my own blog background. We'll see...
I had an ever so pleasant experience on Monday morning (not). Went to the ENT where he put a scope down my nose to get a better look at the cyst. Trust me, it's more uncomfortable than it sounds. Turns out, the cyst isn't causing my migraines. To be quite honest, he wasn't even sure that I had the cyst as he didn't see anything that would pass as one.
Yesterday, I got an oh so lovely eyebrow wax, and it seriously was lovely. My hair grows fast. That has its pros and cons. Biggest con, eyebrows are made of hair, thus my eyebrows grow fast. They are impossible little suckers to tame. I can't begin to tell you how great it feels to have tame eyebrows again!! I'm lovin it!! :)
The most exciting thing I've done while on vacation, went to Anthropologie and bought some of their famous latte bowls (see pic below)!! I can't wait to use them when I get back! Since I have white dishes with black stripes around the rim, the brightly colored bowls will definitely add some spice to my cabinet! Best part, they're dishwasher and microwave safe! Can't even wait!!
Well, Mums is curled up in a ball taking a nap in the la-z-boy. Everytime I look up, I see her sleeping there so peacefully. Which makes me wish I was taking a nap right now... Since I'm on vacation, I think I just might, and I won't feel at all guilty, not even a little bit!! :)
Since I have some spare time, and since the weather's been b-e-a-utiful here lately, I decided it would be a good time to give this blog a fresh new look! Maybe (notice the maybe) I'll get more creative next time and create my own blog background. We'll see...
I had an ever so pleasant experience on Monday morning (not). Went to the ENT where he put a scope down my nose to get a better look at the cyst. Trust me, it's more uncomfortable than it sounds. Turns out, the cyst isn't causing my migraines. To be quite honest, he wasn't even sure that I had the cyst as he didn't see anything that would pass as one.
Yesterday, I got an oh so lovely eyebrow wax, and it seriously was lovely. My hair grows fast. That has its pros and cons. Biggest con, eyebrows are made of hair, thus my eyebrows grow fast. They are impossible little suckers to tame. I can't begin to tell you how great it feels to have tame eyebrows again!! I'm lovin it!! :)
The most exciting thing I've done while on vacation, went to Anthropologie and bought some of their famous latte bowls (see pic below)!! I can't wait to use them when I get back! Since I have white dishes with black stripes around the rim, the brightly colored bowls will definitely add some spice to my cabinet! Best part, they're dishwasher and microwave safe! Can't even wait!!
Well, Mums is curled up in a ball taking a nap in the la-z-boy. Everytime I look up, I see her sleeping there so peacefully. Which makes me wish I was taking a nap right now... Since I'm on vacation, I think I just might, and I won't feel at all guilty, not even a little bit!! :)
March 1, 2009
The Heart of Life
Ok, so it's March. And I've gotten worse at blogging. What can I say?? The weeks are just blowing by!
Well, I've decided to out myself and become the poster child for all things rare.
Last post, I briefly mentioned having migraines. Well, an MRI showed I have more than just chronic migraines.
I have a rare cyst in my nose known as a Tornwaldt's cyst. It's approximately 9 mm in size. And I'll be seeing an ENT (ears, nose, throat) doctor next week about it. I've most likely had it since birth, but if it becomes inflamed or infected, it can cause headaches. Hopefully, I'll find out next week if it needs to come out or not.
Next, I have an underdeveloped left transverse sinus (vein located in the head). The blood flow through it isn't great. The majority of blood going to my brain is going through the right transverse sinus. This vein never fully developed in the womb. As long as nothing happens to the right one, I'll be ok to leave the left one be.
Finally, I have a rare neurological disorder known as Chiari I Malformation. Long story short, my brain sits lower in my head than it should thus creating pressure. If you want to know more about Chiari, this website offers great insight.
I am losing strength in my left side (dominant side). It isn't noticeable to others, but is to me. It can be frustrating at times, but I'm learning how to use my right hand when my left gives out.
On Tuesday of this week, I will be heading to Nashville to see another Neurologist to have my condition assessed. I will be heading home (wohoo!!) on Friday. While at home, I will see an ENT.
I have full faith and trust in the Lord. I know He is watching over me, helping me get through this, and giving me the strength I need during the difficult and frustrating times. I trust in Him with all of my heart, and I know He is the only one who can get me through this.
As unfortunate as this has been, it's been a HUGE blessing at the same time. I can't help but realize how blessed I am! Thanks and glory be to God!!
With that said, because I know the heart of life IS good, I'll leave you with my song. Every time this song plays and I'm near Mom, she always tells me how this song reminds her of me. So, whenever I get down and begin to miss my family, I play this song and smile.
"No it won't all go the way it should, but I know the heart of life is good!"
Well, I've decided to out myself and become the poster child for all things rare.
Last post, I briefly mentioned having migraines. Well, an MRI showed I have more than just chronic migraines.
I have a rare cyst in my nose known as a Tornwaldt's cyst. It's approximately 9 mm in size. And I'll be seeing an ENT (ears, nose, throat) doctor next week about it. I've most likely had it since birth, but if it becomes inflamed or infected, it can cause headaches. Hopefully, I'll find out next week if it needs to come out or not.
Next, I have an underdeveloped left transverse sinus (vein located in the head). The blood flow through it isn't great. The majority of blood going to my brain is going through the right transverse sinus. This vein never fully developed in the womb. As long as nothing happens to the right one, I'll be ok to leave the left one be.
Finally, I have a rare neurological disorder known as Chiari I Malformation. Long story short, my brain sits lower in my head than it should thus creating pressure. If you want to know more about Chiari, this website offers great insight.
I am losing strength in my left side (dominant side). It isn't noticeable to others, but is to me. It can be frustrating at times, but I'm learning how to use my right hand when my left gives out.
On Tuesday of this week, I will be heading to Nashville to see another Neurologist to have my condition assessed. I will be heading home (wohoo!!) on Friday. While at home, I will see an ENT.
I have full faith and trust in the Lord. I know He is watching over me, helping me get through this, and giving me the strength I need during the difficult and frustrating times. I trust in Him with all of my heart, and I know He is the only one who can get me through this.
As unfortunate as this has been, it's been a HUGE blessing at the same time. I can't help but realize how blessed I am! Thanks and glory be to God!!
With that said, because I know the heart of life IS good, I'll leave you with my song. Every time this song plays and I'm near Mom, she always tells me how this song reminds her of me. So, whenever I get down and begin to miss my family, I play this song and smile.
"No it won't all go the way it should, but I know the heart of life is good!"
February 8, 2009
I know, I know...
I've been terribly neglecting this blog; I'm fully well aware of that. However, I have had a whole lot going on in my life. And it's not much to blog about, unfortunately.
Let's see here...
Let's see here...
- I started my last spring semester on January 26. I honestly think this is going to be the best semester yet! I'm actually enjoying school, for once in my life. And I can't believe I just said that! HA!
- West End's gospel meeting was this weekend. I wasn't able to go to every meeting, but I did enjoy the ones I was able to hear. Well...except for that one that I had a horrible migraine during. I finally gave into the pain and took an Imitrex. Not really what I wanted to do, but man did it help!!
- Speaking of migraines, I have really bad ones as of coming back to KY after being home for winter vacation. They aren't fun, but I'm glad there's medicine out there that helps!
- For the first time since I was 14, I am finally sleeping through the night! Amazing how years of having insomnia can be cured by a simple little pill used to help control migraine pain.
- I have realized how much the Lord blesses me and how much faith He has in me. I have far more strength in me than I knew, and He is helping me to see that!
- My current music obsession is Warren Barfield. I particularly love his song, "Love is Not a Fight." Go here to listen to it!! It's a comforting song (at least for me).
- It's almost 70 degrees here right now! No joke!! I am absolutely LOVING this taste of spring in February! Too bad I know it's not going to stick around much longer. The storms are on their way in...
- As I was driving Beamer around town yesterday with the windows down (it was, afterall, almost in the 60s), an older gentleman on a motorcycle pulled up next to me and said, "Nice ride, honey!" Once it registered what he said (the accents still throw me off at times), I let out a little chuckle. :)
- Finally, Eddie put up an awesome post on the Simple Life website. Take some time out of your busy day to read it. I promise you won't regret it!
January 20, 2009
Another video to make you smile...
On my 20th birthday, I was at home, watching TV, waiting for my mom to get home from work so we could start the birthday celebrations.
I was flipping through the 700 channels they have (no joke), and stopped at the Ellen show.
All I have to say is good thing I was already sitting on the floor! I'm sure I would have fallen out of the chair because I was laughing that hard!
I stopped just in time to see this happen:
Remember to laugh at the little oops moments in life!
Have a great day!
I was flipping through the 700 channels they have (no joke), and stopped at the Ellen show.
All I have to say is good thing I was already sitting on the floor! I'm sure I would have fallen out of the chair because I was laughing that hard!
I stopped just in time to see this happen:
Remember to laugh at the little oops moments in life!
Have a great day!
January 16, 2009
From Me to You
Here's a video.
Handpicked by me.
For you!
(Yes, you!)
Watch it.
Smile.
Enjoy it.
Think of it when times are tough.
And smile again.
See??
It's a never ending circle of enjoying and smiling.
With that being said...
Start smiling already!
Handpicked by me.
For you!
(Yes, you!)
Watch it.
Smile.
Enjoy it.
Think of it when times are tough.
And smile again.
See??
It's a never ending circle of enjoying and smiling.
With that being said...
Start smiling already!
January 12, 2009
Beamer Strikes Back!
Yes, the tales of Beamer continue...
I noticed as I parked my car on Saturday night that my coolant light came on. Because it was so late at night, I was more concerned with getting inside and hitting the hay. On Sunday morning, I wasn't even halfway to worship services when the light came on again. Remembering it had come on the night before, I decided I would check it after worship services were over.
After services, I found that just about all of my coolant had drained out. So, I grabbed the extra bottles of coolant out of my trunk and filled it up. At this point, I knew I had a leak somewhere. Some really sweet people stayed to make sure I would be ok to drive home (which I was).
After driving about a mile, my coolant light came on again. When I got home, I decided to check my coolant to see how much I lost during the 3 mile drive from worship services to my apartment.
From the picture above, you can see that my hood opens opposite of most cars. Instead of opening away from the car, it opens towards. Well, I opened the hood and stuck my head underneath to check the coolant. Next thing I know, the hood is falling back towards my head.
Unfortunately, I wasn't able to pull my head out fast enough. The hood came crashing down right along my jaw bone. Check out my lovely Beamer Bruise below...
So, Beamer got towed this morning to the shop where they discovered my heater hose blew. The same heater hose that was fine a week ago. Oh the life of owning a car! Luckily, it can be fixed, and Beamer *should* be back to his normal self tomorrow afternoon!
As for me, I've been walking to where I need to get (i.e. work). Honestly, I don't really have anything to complain about. Yes, it is cold outside, but I have a lovely new scarf, courtesy of my brother's girlfriend, that keeps me quite warm! The best part...I get a break from scraping ice off of my car in the mornings! :)
Despite the fact that Beamer bruised me, I think I'll still keep him! ;)
I noticed as I parked my car on Saturday night that my coolant light came on. Because it was so late at night, I was more concerned with getting inside and hitting the hay. On Sunday morning, I wasn't even halfway to worship services when the light came on again. Remembering it had come on the night before, I decided I would check it after worship services were over.
After services, I found that just about all of my coolant had drained out. So, I grabbed the extra bottles of coolant out of my trunk and filled it up. At this point, I knew I had a leak somewhere. Some really sweet people stayed to make sure I would be ok to drive home (which I was).
After driving about a mile, my coolant light came on again. When I got home, I decided to check my coolant to see how much I lost during the 3 mile drive from worship services to my apartment.
From the picture above, you can see that my hood opens opposite of most cars. Instead of opening away from the car, it opens towards. Well, I opened the hood and stuck my head underneath to check the coolant. Next thing I know, the hood is falling back towards my head.
Unfortunately, I wasn't able to pull my head out fast enough. The hood came crashing down right along my jaw bone. Check out my lovely Beamer Bruise below...
So, Beamer got towed this morning to the shop where they discovered my heater hose blew. The same heater hose that was fine a week ago. Oh the life of owning a car! Luckily, it can be fixed, and Beamer *should* be back to his normal self tomorrow afternoon!
As for me, I've been walking to where I need to get (i.e. work). Honestly, I don't really have anything to complain about. Yes, it is cold outside, but I have a lovely new scarf, courtesy of my brother's girlfriend, that keeps me quite warm! The best part...I get a break from scraping ice off of my car in the mornings! :)
Despite the fact that Beamer bruised me, I think I'll still keep him! ;)
January 4, 2009
Last Winter Break
As I sit here, at my parent's house, on the last night of my 2 week winter vacation, I can't help but think of how blessed I am. It has been a wonderful last winter break! I honestly have zero room to complain.
Here's a brief rundown of these past 2 weeks:
I can't imagine a better way to have spent my last winter break!
Here's a brief rundown of these past 2 weeks:
- I turned 20 and got to celebrate with my family here at home as well as with the girls from work.
- I watched my sister graduate from college.
- My entire family got together to celebrate the holidays together. My brother brought his sweet girlfriend home with him so we could get to know her better.
- I got to see my cousins whom I haven't seen in 2 years.
- I got to spend some much needed time with my closest 2 friends from high school.
- I worshiped alongside my brothers and sisters at Kirkwood.
- I spent a day with Lori, an amazing woman who has played a huge role in making me into the person I am today, and her sweet (and adorable) children.
- I was surrounded by my family 24/7, something I crave and am deprived of while away at school.
I can't imagine a better way to have spent my last winter break!
January 2, 2009
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