I've figured it out.
What I've been feeling for the last three weeks.
FATIGUE!
*sigh
Chocolate makes headaches go away...right?
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Monday, March 02, 2009
Another Manic Monday
...CRASH*
The classroom goes silent.
I look over and see her on the floor, convulsing.
"YOU! Get Ms.C. YOU! Call the office! YOU call 911."
She's still shaking. Head down. Her long hair sprawled out, and she's gasping for air. Low, seizure, jerky sounds. She coughs and then starts to cry.
I see blood. I grab a huge wad of paper towels and crouch down.
"S? Can you hear me. I need you to say something...Look at me. Okay, I'm going to put this on your head. Let's hold tight."
The blood is rushing out of her, and now dripping down my arm.
The classroom hasn't exhaled yet.
Hall moniter comes over..."What's her name?"
I respond, and then ask for ice, or some wet paper towels.
Chatter breaks out at the front of the room.
"Is she okay?" "What happened?!" "Oh no!"
"S? Can you talk to me. Are you taking any medications? No, no, let's keep that on there, you've got a pretty deep cut. Were you feeling dizzy? Did you eat breakfast this morning? Has this happened before? Really?"
She's crying and trying to wipe the blood away, and answering my questions pretty well. She gets super pale, and starts shaking.
Another teacher approaches with a wet towel compress.
I smile at S. "Okay...it's Okay. Let's see if we can clean up a bit here. How's your neck? You keep telling me about the doctors. What did they say? Oh ,uh-huh? Nope, Hold tight! Gotta keep the pressure on that."
She insists on sitting up. "My head really hurts!"
"Let's see if we can make you more comfortable. Lean on me, we're going to the art office."
I lead her in, she lays down on the cold floor. I remove my jacket for a pillow.
"Can you move on your side?"
"What happend here!?"
"Oh, Hi Mr. M. Had a bit of a seizure. Going to need some stiches."
Finally the rest of the office, assistant principles, and hall moniters flood in.
The ambulence pulls up..takes vitals, gets her on the stretcher.
Some kid in the class yells out, "Get better soon!"
Nervous laughter, and whispers follow.
S's face is puffy and full of anguish as she's wheeled out the door.
I wash my hands 5 times....and go to clean up the floor with anti-bacterial spray.
I'm completely calm, I get the class back on track.
The bell rings. Dismiss the class.
Breathe....shake a bit...breathe some more.
Then I'm infuriated. Why don't we have ICE packs! Why don't we have blankets?! Why is the first aid kit two classrooms away? WHY DON'T I HAVE AN INTERCOM!?
Bell rings...
Back to class....no more seizures today.
The classroom goes silent.
I look over and see her on the floor, convulsing.
"YOU! Get Ms.C. YOU! Call the office! YOU call 911."
She's still shaking. Head down. Her long hair sprawled out, and she's gasping for air. Low, seizure, jerky sounds. She coughs and then starts to cry.
I see blood. I grab a huge wad of paper towels and crouch down.
"S? Can you hear me. I need you to say something...Look at me. Okay, I'm going to put this on your head. Let's hold tight."
The blood is rushing out of her, and now dripping down my arm.
The classroom hasn't exhaled yet.
Hall moniter comes over..."What's her name?"
I respond, and then ask for ice, or some wet paper towels.
Chatter breaks out at the front of the room.
"Is she okay?" "What happened?!" "Oh no!"
"S? Can you talk to me. Are you taking any medications? No, no, let's keep that on there, you've got a pretty deep cut. Were you feeling dizzy? Did you eat breakfast this morning? Has this happened before? Really?"
She's crying and trying to wipe the blood away, and answering my questions pretty well. She gets super pale, and starts shaking.
Another teacher approaches with a wet towel compress.
I smile at S. "Okay...it's Okay. Let's see if we can clean up a bit here. How's your neck? You keep telling me about the doctors. What did they say? Oh ,uh-huh? Nope, Hold tight! Gotta keep the pressure on that."
She insists on sitting up. "My head really hurts!"
"Let's see if we can make you more comfortable. Lean on me, we're going to the art office."
I lead her in, she lays down on the cold floor. I remove my jacket for a pillow.
"Can you move on your side?"
"What happend here!?"
"Oh, Hi Mr. M. Had a bit of a seizure. Going to need some stiches."
Finally the rest of the office, assistant principles, and hall moniters flood in.
The ambulence pulls up..takes vitals, gets her on the stretcher.
Some kid in the class yells out, "Get better soon!"
Nervous laughter, and whispers follow.
S's face is puffy and full of anguish as she's wheeled out the door.
I wash my hands 5 times....and go to clean up the floor with anti-bacterial spray.
I'm completely calm, I get the class back on track.
The bell rings. Dismiss the class.
Breathe....shake a bit...breathe some more.
Then I'm infuriated. Why don't we have ICE packs! Why don't we have blankets?! Why is the first aid kit two classrooms away? WHY DON'T I HAVE AN INTERCOM!?
Bell rings...
Back to class....no more seizures today.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Wednesday, January 07, 2009
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Tuesday, December 09, 2008
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Random pictures--
Birthday Sushi
Adam and Eve--at the chapel on Bowdin Campus
Bowdin Art Museum at dusk...
Halloween night--outside Whole Foods...
Soren as Sweeny, and Mom as the "Evil" queen...
Our sweet girl is 21!
Adam and Eve--at the chapel on Bowdin Campus
Bowdin Art Museum at dusk...
Halloween night--outside Whole Foods...
Soren as Sweeny, and Mom as the "Evil" queen...
Our sweet girl is 21!
Monday, November 17, 2008
Tuesday, November 04, 2008
Birthday Post for Zina!
Ohhhh girlfriend,
If I were there, you can bet we'd put on our princess crowns and dance around to this until our eyes rolled into our heads...and we'd get so silly, we'd fall on the floor and giggle while the room stopped spinning!
And then we'd have to dance around to this too....
and finally---we'd have to do at least 4 (because that's a great number you know) times of this---( until your mom says it's time for something else)--
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!
Love from your ka-jousin-
KJ-Kjirsten
If I were there, you can bet we'd put on our princess crowns and dance around to this until our eyes rolled into our heads...and we'd get so silly, we'd fall on the floor and giggle while the room stopped spinning!
And then we'd have to dance around to this too....
and finally---we'd have to do at least 4 (because that's a great number you know) times of this---( until your mom says it's time for something else)--
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!
Love from your ka-jousin-
KJ-Kjirsten
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Why does it seem like...
All of my friends are married...
or married and pregnant?
I was doing an inventory of all of my previous roommates that have sent me e-mails and facebook announcements of bridal showers, and baby showers, and engagements and such lately.
M -married and pregnant
B- Married
M- married
J- Married
J-married and pregnant
L-Married and pregnant
K-Married
A-Married
C-Married
B-Married and 1 child
B-Married
B-Married
(okay, way too many britanys in my life.)
N-married
M- Married 2 kids in two years
D-Married
That's all I can think of right now...
I'm not bitter. I'm not! REEEEALLY! I'm just overcome by how many of these women in my life are going through this life change. I think it's more of a realization that I'm old enough to have friends that are married and have kids.
How did that happen so fast?
or married and pregnant?
I was doing an inventory of all of my previous roommates that have sent me e-mails and facebook announcements of bridal showers, and baby showers, and engagements and such lately.
M -married and pregnant
B- Married
M- married
J- Married
J-married and pregnant
L-Married and pregnant
K-Married
A-Married
C-Married
B-Married and 1 child
B-Married
B-Married
(okay, way too many britanys in my life.)
N-married
M- Married 2 kids in two years
D-Married
That's all I can think of right now...
I'm not bitter. I'm not! REEEEALLY! I'm just overcome by how many of these women in my life are going through this life change. I think it's more of a realization that I'm old enough to have friends that are married and have kids.
How did that happen so fast?
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
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