Two posts in one day? WHAT??

Okay, so today I just feel like writing...

I figured I would give everyone some updates, not that anyone reads these blogs, but a girl can have some hope...

UPDATE TIME! ( I feel like there should be a theme song or something...)

COLLEGE!!!!

I changed my major! FINALLY. I felt as though I was trapped in Crane, never to see the light of day again. BUT ALAS! There is a world outside of music school! I have been accepted with open arms into the Biology department of SUNY Potsdam. I am pursuing my lifelong dream of being in medicine. YES. I really enjoy  my courses so far, and I finally realized, after 3 years of college, this is where I was meant to be. Not that music school hasn't given me anything, it's just that, it is a place full of competition, and I don't know if I want to compete at that kind of level with my talent. AND I am not going to throw away all of my years of music training, I have a plan....( mwahahaha)

I have started looking at grad schools to get my BS in Biology, as I am only going to graduate with a BA, and then it's on to med schools.....( dun dun dun) Albany Medical College is my first choice, Upstate Medical University my second, and if either of those don't want me, I want to go to Philadelphia...I just love that city. :)

Health ( BOO)

I had surgery this summer at Albany Med, and that was a trip and a half...

So, my surgeon wanted to get in and poke around a bit to figure out what has been wrong with me for the past year or so, and although I wasn't AT ALL for another surgery, I wanted to end the pain that I had been feeling since October. So here is my saga...

I had just gotten back from Potsdam the week before, and I was exhausted from working there, but I had work to do back at Seton, so I did it, despite feeling like crap for the last week before I left Potsdam. I have had trouble eating on and off since the surgery, and this wasn't any different.

So, I had surgery the 22nd of July, had to go through all of the pre-surgery testing and all that jazz, which frustrated me....( I hate being the patient/ sitting in waiting rooms), my pre-screening scared me half to death because she said that I might have regional anesthesia, and be partially awake for the whole thing...so there's that. And I felt like an 80 year old filling out that pre-surgery questionaire with all of my meds and stuff on it.

So after a lot of hassle and switching around of work schedules, I got to my surgery date. I went in when they said to, and I was pleasantly suprised they were running somewhat on time. With my mother entertained by the wireless internet in the family room, I waited alone in the waiting room; by this time, I felt like a trained professional in the waiting for procedures department...

I got back to the Pre-Op place, took a completely unnecessary pregnancy test, and proceded to watch multiple nurses butcher my arms trying to find a vein. I honestly should just come with a sign that says " I HAVE NO VEINS, PLEASE TRY AGAIN LATER." ESPECIALLY since they make you stop drinking for 12 hours before, how can they expect you to have ANY fluid pumping up your veins...SHEESH.

So yaddah yaddah yaddah, before surgery is the scariest, because they give you this stuff that makes you feel like you have had a few too many to drink, and then expect you to follow commands and look them straight in the eye. It's probably funny to watch people on drugs all day....maybe I will be an Anesthesiologist, just for that....LOL

I woke up from surgery. And of course, like my last surgery, the pain medicine didn't work. My body has this AWESOME way of getting used to drugs, even after a couple doses. So, I ended up being in recovery a while, but I was okay with it, because I thought that they were keeping me a little longer because I was supposed to go home the same day. NOPE. I had to STAY. I DON'T LIKE BEING THE PATIENT.I don't know what they were thinking when they kept me there, ( I was held against my will basically, I SO wanted to go home that day) but they had it coming...

I knew what I needed to do to get out of there..., so I proceeded to get out of my bed at the earliest moment, and start the process....I got really scared at one point during the night, because my Blood Pressure and Pulse were way down, and I was afraid that they weren't going to let me go....I literally would have escaped if I needed to...I don't do well sleeping in hospitals, especially when I can't sleep on my side....stupid stomach...

24 hours later....and a lot of refusing pain medication later....I was out!

Fast forward about 3 days, Maureen can't eat solid food, and has to go back to the beginning from brothy soups, to applesauce, to oatmeal, and finally ground chicken...oh the ground chicken was wonderful...

I have had a lot of  problems in the last year...but I can safely say that I wouldn't have been able to make it without friends and support...

ANYWAY....

That was kind of a vent for me....I needed to rant about that...

Back at school, still being an RA....overdoing it as much as possible...typical me.

Well, seeing as it is now, 1:02 in the AM, I am going to say adieu to you all!

Goodnight loves!

Maureen

SO STRESSED.

I can handle a lot of things, and I mean a lot. My life over the past two years has been a whole lot of handling things. It's just the things that I can't handle that get to me. And compile themselves on top of the things I am trying to handle. I want to do my best to please everyone, but I think I have to dump my rather optomisitc look on life for a hot second, and realize that everyone can't be pleased. I am trying....believe me, I am trying.