All I want for Christmas

New Journal Status: I’m in a mood.
I want to fill a journal with this terribly morbid little story of mine.
If only to say, yeah buddy i’ve got an edgar allen poe’ish journal with a dark fairy tale written in calligraphy.

Schools almost out, i’m lookin forward to the break. Maybe this year for christmas i’ll find a lot of money. Who knows. Maybe even the lottery.

If i Had one wish for christmas it would be that everyone had everything the way they want it. For example : [insert what you want here]
Poof! it’s done! It’s yours! Happy Channukah

Sincerely yours

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Hospitals

Arrrrr!!!

Hi!
Ok, hospital stories from chad.
Thursday morning i awake feeling like hell has paid me a visit. I feel miserable so I check my blood sugar and it is high. I figure i’ll give myself a shot and be normal again– it didn’t work. I give myself a little more insulin and head out to school, I had a math test. I couldn’t miss it. I pull into parking lot A and feel a rising in my throat…. i’m glad that was over quickly…so 2 minutes and a puke puddle later im pulling into the garage. Feeling much better I walk to founders hall and set own the stairs. The test is issued and i feel crappy. To make a long story short i finished my test and went right home & got my parents to drive me to the hospital.
11:00 AM : They give me an IV, and pretty soon i’m napping the day away. All i needed from the hospital was for them to stop the vomiting and lower my sugar. This was all attained by 3:00 PM Thursday. Yet…they decide to keep me over night for monitoring. I don’t have a bite of anything to eat all day until 7:00 pm, which is understandable for the most part. So i eat and about an hour and a few odd minutes later I finally get a shot O_o
When they test me they find it strange that I have another high blood sugar. Well if once again finally lowers into a reasonable range and I try to sleep for the night. Only to be informed i’ll be awoken every 3 hours to test my temperature -_-, and every 4 hours to test my sugar….why not clump it all together for the sake of sleep? “Balls” I say to myself.
3:00 AM Friday morning: I was recently tested and decided to goto the bathroom, and they say “Be careful, youre a little low don’t over work yourself.”
I give them an eye and stumble to the bathroom.
6:00 AM Friday: I buzz my nurse and tell her that “I’m low and I need food” They generously give me 8oz of orange juice and say”I’ll give you this, but i have to check you. I would be a bad nurse if i didn’t check you.”
My blood sugar is : 38
38! They let me get that low, they knew i was low at 3 am. If i hadn’t woken up, i wonder what would have happened to me. RAWR!
From that point on i lose all hope in St Elizabeth. My doctor comes in at 9:30 am and tells me he doesn’t know why they kept me over night since all my problems were remedied. He says I’ll be free to go once he hears from my doctor.
12:00 PM friday : Me :”Have you heard anything from my doctor?”
Nurse :”No honey we haven’t.”
Also and further more my blood sugar was getting high and I knew it. I asked them to check me and it was 298. I tell them I need a shot, and they are quoted as saying”Sorry honey, we can’t give you insulin unless there is food in front of you.”
I ask “What if I’m not hungry.”
“We can’t give you a shot, it’s hospital policy.”
Lovely right? My blood sugar is almost 300 and they won’t give me a shot. Haha!
I’m going to die in this place because of these incompetent morons.
So of course, 45 minutes later I’m given a tray of food and a shot, I take the shot yet eat no carbs. :) And miracle of miracles, my blood sugar stabalizes.
2:30 : I find out this information : My mother had called my family doctor and she (Dr Kido) informed my dear mother that I had been released since 9:30 this morning, and that I must have been “Confused” about it all. Nah, I asked my nurses and they said they didn’t hear a thing from my doctor. So i sign all the paper work and i’m jumping for joy to be alive and out of the place. “Honey, you just wait here and I’ll get you a wheelchair”
:Blink Blink: I shake my head and exit that terrible place.
I went into the hospital to stay alive, I almost die inside of it due to their neglegence and stupidity.

On a brighter note though : I received lots of happy thoughts from my friends who came to visit me and those who said they would have- :glomp: I <3 you guys.

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First College Impressions

Arrrrr!!!

Howdy Ya’ll!
First day of classes! More coming later!
Update:
Monday
OK!! First class was College writing with Professor Brandt. Seems like a very nice gentleman. Perhaps a bit, shall we say- odd?- too? Example:
When explaining a cover page to us he used the name :Susan Glutz.
Anyone familiar with the manson murders knows of Susan Atkins / Sadie Glutz. One of charlies “Loves”
Coincidence perhaps??? O_o     I think I’ma like this guys class!! Probability 95%

10 Years Later : This was my best Class Freshman Year, A+.

Psychology – Professor Young
Found out that I need a 30$ personal response system (Little clicky thingy that looks like a remote control) It has buttons and I can push them!!! WeeHee!
Sadly I discovered that we won’t be getting into schizophrenia, bipolar, split personalities ’till like the last 2 weeks of class. : ( She seems like a ….challenging… teacher. Probability of liking class : 50/50

10 Years Later : It was good, I actually pursued Psychology for a while.

African American Studies – Professor Kidd

Seems like an easy/fun class. If I maintain an A average then I have no midterm or final WooT!!!
This guy has a sense of humor. During his syllabus he was talking about respecting others when they are speaking, meanwhilie two bengal jersey wearing fellows were chuckling in the back of the classroom. Quote from Kidd : ” Share it with the class gentlemen, I like to laugh too. Take yesterday (Sunday) for example, I laughed when the bengals lost”
:rofl: I KNOW I’ll like this class. Probability of liking class :  90%

10 years Later : I dropped this class.

Tuesday

Basic Mathematical Skills 090 – Professor O’Conner
Boy-o-boy, when they say basic they mean basic! We’re learning teh ones tens hundreds thousands ten thousands hundred thousands millions billions and trillions places. Which is fine by me, starting at the very beginning is probably best for me since math is the bane of my existance. Seems like a nice teacher, hopefully she is patient.  Probability of enjoying class 50/50

10 Years Later : I took Probability after I failed this class. I failed probability with deducing this class’s likability, and the actual Probability course itself. Screw math.

History of the US since 1877 – Professor Faber

History, my possible minor, w00+! Seems like an allright class, we cover a lot I’m told, I’ve already read one chapter and have another one to read by thursday. I’m glad I’m good at history, because this one will be fast paced. Rock and Roll. Probability of liking class 80%

10 Years Later: Loved this class.

And now I’m in the library awaiting my 2nd psych class. And should I need to update more or update the percentages I shall.
Also a personal notice to all who enjoy free subs due to me :
Within weeks I shall be leaving subway. [As I edit this nearly 10 years later, I say to past me : No, no you’re not.] So iffin yaur wuntin subs, gett’em while ya still can!  Good News for Egg lovers! : I have an interview this thursday at 9 with northern! I might be getting my job here! Meaning 2 classes I don’t have to pay for!!!! :D :D :D :D

Write more later , I will.

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