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[Jul. 19th, 2009|04:58 pm] |
It's so freaking hot here, it's seriously nasty. So, so nasty.
We went to Old town Sacramento, and to Sutter's Fort, which was really cool. Despite being in not really a vacation-ish place, we are very much keeping busy with cool inexpensive stuff to do. We went to the zoo today, too! Tomorrow we're headed to San Fransisco to...look around.
Unfortunately, it is still painfully, disgustingly hot here. Reminds me why I love Washington so much.
Oh, and here I prove that Nicole and I really are people that don't like to be too long without our internet. As I speak we are randomly in this mall in Sacramento, sitting outside a Starbucks that we were going to go pay for internet in, but there were no seats inside because it was tiny, instead we are sitting on a bench outside of it, stealing free internet from a Holiday Inn that supposedly is nearby (though I don't see it....)
Coming home on Wednesday night. =D My feet, are killing me. |
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| To re-iterate |
[Jul. 11th, 2009|12:16 am] |
Okay, to get my thoughts down coherently:
I have noise canceling headphones. They are good headphones, and they block out other noise so you can only hear what you are listening to. This means that I CANNOT HEAR YOU WHEN YOU TALK TO ME when I am wearing them. I don't know how many times I have put them in just to pull them out every five seconds and say 'What?' because someone is continually trying to make comments to me.
Not to mention, too many times I'm sitting there, and suddenly everyone in the room is staring directly at me and laughing. This has happened to me A LOT and I finally just became completely overwhelmed by it and snapped at my roommates.
So, I'm sorry if I seemed mad, but there's only so long I can ignore something so frustratingly annoying before I have to say something about it. If I've got headphones in, it's because I intend to listen to something. If you need my attention, don't get it by staring at me and laughing hysterically, please. >.> |
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| Week of hell continues |
[Jul. 7th, 2009|04:29 pm] |
I guess when courses are marked intensive they mean it. And what they mean by this word intensive is: you must do more work than is physically possible. Take for example, my photo class. I have to make six prints by Thursday. This does not mean pop it in the enlarger and print it. This means coat the paper, let it dry, expose the negative anywhere from 10 minutes to 40 minutes in a light box which will only hold about 5 prints (granted, you only get a couple negatives, if you want more you pay money). Wash and dry. On top of that I have 25 prints due Friday, of the same sort of deal. Now add about 15 other students that need to do the exact same thing. Yeah.
Oh...add to that the fact that every step you take is absolute horrible pain. HORRIBLE PAIN. And you've been up since 7am.
I don't know which hurts worse, the actual injuries or the semi permanent muscle cramps I've acquired.
That aside, my final cut pro class is so sweet. There's only 4 people in the class and we all get our own really nice HD cameras to use during class. Tripods, sweet mics, light kits, green screen, all this cool stuff. We're pretty much trying out everything. And the program itself really is pretty simple to use once someone shows you how to do the stuff. Yesterday I made a cool video of the elevator, complete with a soundtrack I made in Soundtrack pro, and today I made a video of me talking to myself, and then blowing myself up. And made a girl levitate through space. Really fun and cool. |
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| Independance Day |
[Jul. 4th, 2009|10:23 pm] |
Ironically, today is the day that I regained the ability to walk around on my own without assistance. =D
I can't walk very far, very fast, or for very long, but I can do it on my own. I hobble weirdly, and it is really, really tiring, and also my balance is not very good. It hurts more like an ache and once in a while sharp pain. My right ankle is still swelling quite a bit, though. And I look silly with my matching splints on my legs.
Point being, no more wheelchair except to probably get between classes because it is a long way to go and is a better idea not to try and walk. I just have the week of epic hell next week and school will be over. Then I'll head south with Jessica so that she can get a GED and I can go to Ashlee's bridal shower.
On the 17th I'm going to California with Nicole to babysit her cats. Since they live really close to my Grandparents, (So excited. Haven't seen them in...a year and a half?) we are going to have dinner at their place and I'm really excited. We're also gonna go to the zoo, and to San Francisco. It will be a nice, relaxing, fun, swimming and getting a tan and being away from home, drawing, writing, reading, whatever. It'll be fun and mostly sans internet, even. I am uber excited.
Already bought our tickets to Cali for August, pretty excited. I am glad I got to go on a couple minor vacation things this summer. Then it's off to Ashlee's wedding!
Right now there are too many explosions outside for my liking, and some of them are shaking our house when they go off. I hope that I am not going to have problems getting to sleep tonight. My poor little dog is probably out of her mind scared right now, hope my Mom is having fun taking care of her, haha. |
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| Every day is a struggle |
[Jul. 2nd, 2009|09:09 pm] |
I officially hate a wheelchair.
It seems okay at first, and hey, being wheeled around! But it is seriously the world's hugest hassle. Ramps are crappy and hidden. Doorways are narrow. Steering is awkward and kind of difficult. What is really the worst part is the utter inability to go anywhere and do anything. Regardless of the fact that I could go to class, the class was constantly getting up, going over here, going outside, standing over here. It is really clear that the teacher is not prepared to have to teach the class to a disabled person because he is constantly forgetting about me, and doesn't really help me on what to do about my inability. He also is making it very unclear how much work I am supposed to be doing or what is okay that I am not doing and I'm terrified what kind of grade I will get. I did manage to obtain notes for my absences, so that will help. Though every time I try to e-mail him or ask him questions he responds in like two vague sentences and that's it.
I'm pissed though because once again my chance to get a good camera is thwarted. I was in class for about two hours and, very suddenly, felt woozy/dizzy. I honestly think that if I wasn't sitting down I might have passed out again. I was eating my lunch but I became nauseous so I kind of stopped. My head felt heavy and my hands started to shake some. I left class early without doing any of the printing that I was supposed to/wanted to do. I went straight to the health center to find out what the heck is wrong.
As you can probably guess, she asked me a bunch of questions, examined some stuff (light in my eye, tap my knee, etc.) drew MORE blood, urine sample. Everything was perfectly fine and normal. The only thing she could come up with was that the vicodin or the combo of vicodin/prilosec was doing it. Which just....doesn't make any sense because I had been taking it for a week and not had this problem, and I had been taking MORE prilosec previous to this, and had been taking the vicodin more frequently! Though, the vicodin I took today was one of the ones I got from Rachel, and it is about a year old. I think I want to go with this theory. Mostly for my own sanity. But everything put together just made me cry today a couple times. It's scary and frustrating and depressing. It's really hard.
So this weekend is filled with school for me. Preparing a presentation, printing in cyan, and possibly hopefully maybe taking some other pictures with Jessica's little point and shoot.
On a brief, better note: I can almost walk. It doesn't hurt as much and my left foot can bear quite a bit of weight now. I think I will be on crutches next week instead of the chair. I am already seriously HAPPY to be able to go to the bathroom/my room by walking. They are not swelling up as bad either. |
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[Jun. 30th, 2009|04:27 pm] |
Today I went outside for the first time in 5 days! Oh boy, you never really realize until you really are stuck inside for that long.
Got a wheelchair from a place, and I am able to make it from the house to the car with the crutches, though that part is very painful for me. I went to the museum today with the alternative group that couldn't go to Canada and it was alright. I was really scared to try and drive the wheelchair, but the guys in the class pushed me around the museum so I didn't have to at all. They were so nice about it.
I stayed on the steps outside to eat lunch because the sun is shining so much and its warm. I was just so, so happy to be outside in the nice weather. Nicole and Jessica have been a really big help I am really, really grateful. It's going to be rough the rest of this week and especially next week because of school, but after that it is seriously smooth sailing. Bridal shower, California, chilling, hanging out, enjoying the sunshine, California again, Ashlee's wedding, Wicked, KumoriCon. It is going to be a good summer.
As far as my feet go, they still really hurt. The right just keeps swelling up more and more, it's seriously huge. I am attempting to continue to ice it. The bruises are getting uglier too. |
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| Is something good happening? |
[Jun. 29th, 2009|04:14 pm] |
WAHA never called me back or answered their phone again, and after not finding anything online I just decided to find out how to call the hospital, which directed me to physical therapy, where a lady told me a place that rents wheelchairs, who I called and talked to a nice man who said they rent them for $10 a day or $35 for two weeks.
So I am going to bribe Jessica to go get me one tomorrow before class/field trip...ness. She is going to hate me so much, because she has to work tonight. ;_; I feel really bad. But this means I can go on the museum thing, and go back to class. Just gotta get through Tues-Thurs, then I have the whole weekend to continue recovering. Awkward hobbling with crutches could definitely happen by Monday. It will have been a week and 4 days recovery time by then.
...it's so sunny out again. ;_; I want to go outside. |
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| Life is pain. =( |
[Jun. 29th, 2009|11:25 am] |
I just want to curl up in my room and never ever come out.
I got crutches today and Amaya wasn't joking when she said that you really needed a good leg to use them. Well, you also need balance and coordination, and none of these are things that I have.
I tried to do the whole 'crutch' thing, but I can only put weight on the toes of my right leg. When I land from the hop, it hurts. You try bearing 240 pounds on the toes of one leg for even five minutes. The strain starts to hurt by itself, let alone the injured ankle.
Not to mention I'm nearly falling over every time I try anything. I can see myself falling and hurting myself all over again, or in another place.
So I tried a sort of shuffling walk. It was alright for a few steps, but then my left foot just starts to hurt. This is not your wussy kind of hurt. This is 'I'm on vicodin and it still fucking hurts like no other.' And I'm in tears after about ten minutes of trying this, because everything hurts so bad, and there's no way in hell I would ever be able to go to school like this. Even as I sit here it hurts, angry at me for trying to be mobile.
So on top of the sheer physical problems, there's school. I've already missed two days now, and granted it isn't the content that I am worried about missing. A few demonstrations of things I can already do/already know how to use. I'm worried about other things. There's an assignment due today, and though I have it done, how can I turn it in? I don't know if he will except it over e-mail. Assignments lose one letter grade every late day. There's participation. It's 10% of your grade, and becomes a zero if you miss 3 classes. Are my absences excused, or not? How many can I have excused? There's lab hours, which every student must have 9 for the quarter. Granted, I think I can reschedule and make these up, as I still have two weeks of the quarter to do them in. On top of all of this, I CANNOT fail or withdraw from this class, because they will cancel my financial aid forever, and I won't be able to go to school.
Right now I am going to call WAHA and see if they have any resources for getting a wheelchair. I don't care how much I have to pay to rent it, or whatever. It's only three days I would need it anyways. We'll see how it goes. |
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| AAAARRRRGGGGHHHHH! |
[Jun. 28th, 2009|05:34 pm] |
Yes, that was the crazy you heard screaming. >.>
Day four of stuck on the couch while the sun is outside utter hell is about maybe half over. I wish with all my might I could leave the house, and yet with all my might also wish I had another four or five days to sit here before I had to suffer the pain of hobbling.
And if things can't be more lame, Insane Journal, where our RP's are located, decided it needed to go down for maintanence for 'a few hours' and by a few hours they meant like SEVEN FUCKING HOURS that I have known about but who knows it could have been longer, I got up at 11. This would not matter to me so much if I wasn't STUCK ON THE FUCKING COUCH WITH NOTHING TO DO.
Not to mention it's really ironic, because my feet/ankles don't actually HURT. So really I feel like I am sitting here for no reason, and my legs are extremely restless and I'm always shifting around, until I attempt to like stand up and the pain is death.
Cryyyyyyyy. |
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