Oh, I do apologize for such a long hiatus from this blog. But, I do kind of have an excuse. Nothing that exciting was really going on for the past three months. Well, except for the fact that I turned 18 in November. Weird, I still don't feel like an adult at all. And I certainly don't feel like I SHOULD be 18 yet. Such a weird feeling. But I had a fun birthday! I went to Olive Garden with my family (they have the most amazing soup, breadsticks, and pizza in the entire world, I swear) and we had cake and stuff back at home. Then the following weekend, I went to this outdoor mall with my two good friends. We had lunch at Red Robin, and then we were supposed to do this boat ride thing that they have there, but sadly they told us that it was too windy to take us out. We still haven't gotten around to rescheduling it, but we'll do it eventually. Since of course they're closed during the winter, we'll have to wait till March or so. But we'll finally get to do it eventually! lol. So instead we just walked around and went shopping that day, lol.
Well, my winter break was good. Boy, was I glad to get out of my government class, and especially British literature. I mean, I love reading, but not when it's a bunch of 500 year old poems that no one can even understand. At least that class wasn't as crazy as when that student teacher had taken over, but it was still pretty darn boring. Pretty much all we did was sit around and read literature and talk about what everything symbolized. And what, I ask, is the importance of knowing that? I doubt when you're getting a job in the future, that they're really going to care whether or not you know what such-and-such symbolized in Beowulf (don't even get me started on that poem). I actually miss my Spanish class, because there were some really cool people in there. During the last few weeks of that class we actually went to one of the elementary schools and taught Spanish to kids there. We just were divided into groups and were all assigned one class to teach. My group taught a 2nd grade class. It was actually a lot of fun- teaching young kids isn't quite as scary and intimidating as giving a presentation to people your own age! So, Spanish 4 was my last Spanish class ever! Of course, they do offer AP Spanish at my school, but I chickened out after hearing about some of the stuff you have to do in there, and figured the colleges would probably be fine with me just having taken up to level 4, since a lot of people don't even go past 2 anyway. But anyway, yeah, I think I got off-topic because I started this paragraph off talking about my break. lol. Well, my family and I had a good Christmas and New Years. We got a "family gift"- a Wii! So far we have two games- Sports Resort and Mario Cart, which are both a lot of fun!
Well, today was my first day back at school. So I have all new classes now, except for peer helping since I signed up to be in there both semesters. My new classes are Algebra 3 with Statistics (oh boy, math), AP Psychology (my first AP class!), and marine biology. Well, I certainly expected my first day back to be pretty uneventful, considering we usually just get our new textbooks, and the teachers just call role and go over everything about the class. But wow, I had no idea what was actually going to happen. And thank GOODNESS no one I know (that I know of) saw me or knew what happened. But I guess I need to start at the beginning.
So, I was doing just fine at the beginning of the day. Well, I actually had a slight car disaster this morning. My brother is still home since he visited over his break from grad school. We moved my car out into the driveway and my brother moved his car to my spot in the garage, so that it would be easier for me to get out of the driveway and not have to worry about hitting my brother's car (lol). And it has been absolutely FREEZING here for the past few days. I went out to my car to find all of the windows completely covered in ice. We didn't have an ice scraper and I had to leave soon or I would be late, so my mom had to bring out a pitcher of warm water and basically dump it on the windshield and all the windows. So eventually we got it fixed and I made it to school okay. I went to my first class, which was Algebra 3. I have the same teacher I had from Algebra 2, which is good, because she was a pretty good teacher, and her teaching method must have worked pretty well for me, considering I made in A in her class, and it was the first A I'd gotten in math since 6th grade. I heard that Algebra 3 just builds on stuff from Algebra 2, so hopefully it won't be too hard. ;) After that I had psychology. I think that will be a pretty interesting class. And the teacher is pretty hilarious so it should be entertaining. :D And my friend has that class with me, which I'm so happy about! We actually met in my choir class in 9th grade, but haven't had a single class together since then. So I'm happy about that! Then I went to peer helping, and that's when the disaster began to unfold. You see, I had been having slight abdominal pain all day, but I took medicine for it this morning before I left school, and took more at the nurse's office once it had been 4 hours and I could take more. It still hurt a little after the medicine, but I figured it would just take a little time for it to start helping, like it always does. Bad idea. Turns out I should have just gone home, but I didn't really have a way of knowing it would get so bad. Well, I got to peer helping, and was starting to not feel so well, but I still wasn't too bad, and figured it could still get better. So I said hi to all my old peer helping buddies that were in there last semester, and also met two new girls who just joined this semester. Then my teacher gave us our first journal question of the semester, and that's when it got bad. Suddenly I felt the worst shot of pain I've ever gotten before. Soon it was gone, but then it would keep coming back. I figured I'd better just go to the nurse now, and maybe if I just laid down for a little while, it would get better. So I told my teacher I just needed to go to the nurse and I'd probably be back soon. Then, as soon as I walked out the door and started walking down the hall, I actually felt SICK. I was getting dizzy and nauseous and wondered how the heck I was going to make it all the way upstairs to the nurse. I started to run into the nearest bathroom, but figured that could be bad if I ended up fainting or something, since no one would know where to find me. So I just ran over to the wall and sat down against it, taking deep breaths and trying to not feel so sick. I felt like I would seriously pass out if I tried to walk any further. Of course, a teacher walked by me and asked if I was okay. I just told him I was having really bad pain and was on my way to the nurse, but just had to sit down for a minute. I decided to try getting up and walking again then, and I was actually able to walk a bit more. I made it to the stairs and the teacher made sure I got up there before he left. Then, when I was literally only about two feet away from the nurse's office, the nausea came back again, and this time I was starting to see black. I thought I was going to pass out any second now and immediately sat down again. One of the counselors saw me and although I was hardly able to speak at this point, I told her I was trying to get to the nurse and she helped me get in there. The nurses let me lay down in one of their little rooms while they called my mom for her to come pick me up (obviously me driving was out of the question). I figured I'd just wait till my mom got there and I'd go home, but the pain was getting worse and worse by the minute. Soon it was so bad that I was literally writhing. Of course, if you know me, I'm about the last person on the planet that wants to make a big scene in a situation like this. But I was in so much pain I could hardly even feel embarrassed. Luckily there were at least no other students in there at the time. One of the nurses saw how much pain I was in and asked if I needed my mom to get there faster. It was so bad now that I knew I had to go to the hospital, no question, so I told the nurse this. I hoped my mom would just get there soon so she could drive me to the hospital, but my house is about 10 minutes away from the school, and I couldn't bear the thought of waiting that long. So, the nurse ended up calling 911 and asked them to send an ambulance. I had left my backpack and stuff back in my class, thinking I was going to go back eventually, but this was obviously out of the question now, so Mr. Seeley, the teacher who helps the main teacher for peer helping, came up and brought me my stuff. Then HE saw how much pain I was in and stayed there until my mom came. It was of course quite embarrassing for him to see me like this, but I felt better not being alone at least. He started talking to me about my winter break, obviously trying to distract me from the pain. In between my shaking and breathing really hard, I managed to tell him about the Wii, going to the mall, and going out to lunch to Famous Dave's. Then my mom and the paramedics finally got there. They loaded me onto a stretcher, and, I guess if we want to put it positively, I got to ride in an ambulance for the very first time! Whoo! The worst part though, was that they had to wheel me right past the main office, where some of the students who are office aides were working. Of course, some of them were gawking at me. I looked at them and thankfully didn't recognize anyone I knew. As the paramedic started asking me some questions in the ambulance, luckily the pain started easing a bit. About halfway through the ride, I started feeling a lot better. Once I got to the hospital I felt almost completely better, but we still had to make sure nothing was wrong with me. At this point I was getting my appetite back, and was starting to get really hungry, since this was about the time I was supposed to eat lunch. But I couldn't eat anything unfortunately, since they were going to give me an ultrasound. The doctor came in and asked me a few questions, and then the nurse took my blood and injected an IV with some pain medication. Too bad they didn't have that back at the nurse- I didn't really need it at his point, but I would have given anything to have it earlier. But, at least now we'd be sure the pain wouldn't come back. It seems like they are required to move in slow motion in the ER, however. All we needed to do was get the ultrasound done, but it took forever for them to actually get me in there. After they finally did, they found nothing wrong with me, but recommended some stronger medication for me if something like this were ever to happen again. Then, of course, it took forever for them to get me signed out and everything. By the time we got out of there, it was about 4:00, and I hadn't eaten anything since about 7:15 in the morning. My parents were going to pick up some food for me on the way home (my mom rode in the ambulance, but my dad came over in his car from work, so that's how we got out of there), but we got out of there so late that it was already close to dinnertime. We decided we'd just go home and get my brother, and go out for an early dinner to celebrate that I was still alive and well, haha. So, we went to Cheeburger Cheeburger, and I can definitely say that I stuffed my face. A cheeseburger and fries had never tasted so good.
So yeah. What I thought was just going to be an uneventful day back at school after a break turned out to be completely chaotic with me being rushed to the ER in an ambulance. Wow. Again, thank goodness no one I know saw me. I really hope word didn't get around school that someone had to be taken in an ambulance. But, I suppose if I hear anyone talking about it tomorrow, I can put on some good acting skills. "Oh, really? Someone had to be taken in an ambulance? I wonder who in the world that might have been!" hahaha. As big as my school is, even if people do know, they won't figure out it was me. :P Well, my peer helping class may know what happened, which will be a little embarrassing, especially considering the two new people who I didn't even know until today. Way to make a first impression. haha jk. At least everyone in there is nice so they should be understanding. I'm still pretty embarrassed about my teacher seeing me, but he was so nice about the whole thing. Gosh, I just hope things return to normal tomorrow! I didn't even get to go to my marine biology class, so I guess I'll see what that's like tomorrow. What horrible timing. Of all days that this could happen, it happened on the first day back after winter break. Well, I guess I'll stop rambling now. Later!
