Think happy thoughts.
Hmm, I haven't updated in quite a while. I guess I should.
This week has been pretty good overall, pretty stressful. I didn't get more than 3 hours of sleep each night, but I got 11 hours on Thursday and Friday night, so it's all good :-D
I only had a one day rotation for New Visions, which meant I didn't have to go to Lourdes the other two days. I didn't have to go to school until 6th period on Tuesday and Thursday, which was totally awesome.
Although this has been mentioned in most people's livejournals, I'll mention it once again. I walked into school at 11:43 and I saw Ms. Hepler running around frantically in the lobby screaming for people to come help in the lobby over her walkie-talkie. I figured someone was choking or something. But things were a little weird when they locked us in our AP calc room and stuff.
Soo the kid who went into cardiac arrest died later. I had no idea who this kid was until I just saw his picture on pressconnects.com. That kid went to elementary school with me...I remember him being around school all the time. I remember I did some sort of volunteer thing for his class when I was in 5th grade. Being able to put a face to a name definitely makes you feel weird.
No one should die at 15, its just not right. These past couple weeks have been rather sentimental/emotional whatever you want to call it. I was at Hospice for my previous rotation. It was so incredibly sad, hearing about patients who are preparing for their own death. Just listening to the nurses talk about what these patients were going through was incredibly sad.
I went with a physical therapist to a woman's house who was afflicted with MS. That in itself was sad. She was in her last stages, and couldn't move anything except for her head. She was in her 50s, and was mentally alert. She had a normal life before the disease hit her in her 30s, and now she's useless. Her elderly mother struggles to take care of her every day, and the only thing she can look forward to is her own death, when she will become too weak to breathe.
I had to watch this documentary on hospice care as an assignment for the rotation and that was probably the saddest thing I have ever watched. The movie followed three patients during their time at hospice. They showed how the families were coping, as well as how the patients were preparing for their own deaths. The film showed every patient until their last moments. There was this young woman with an inoperable brain tumor with two children in middle school and high school. They showed the woman die, with her children at her side. They were just bawling. Yeah, the movie was sad, to say the least.
The next day in class, we watched Tuesdays With Morrie, which was another incredibly sad movie that had most people in tears by the end.
So these past couple weeks have been constantly reminding me of death, and so its been pretty weird.
I'm next in line to see an autopsy. I wonder what I'll see. Too bad I can't tell anyone what I see. I hope its not the boy. :-/
Have a good week. Its going to be a long one, for sure.
This week has been pretty good overall, pretty stressful. I didn't get more than 3 hours of sleep each night, but I got 11 hours on Thursday and Friday night, so it's all good :-D
I only had a one day rotation for New Visions, which meant I didn't have to go to Lourdes the other two days. I didn't have to go to school until 6th period on Tuesday and Thursday, which was totally awesome.
Although this has been mentioned in most people's livejournals, I'll mention it once again. I walked into school at 11:43 and I saw Ms. Hepler running around frantically in the lobby screaming for people to come help in the lobby over her walkie-talkie. I figured someone was choking or something. But things were a little weird when they locked us in our AP calc room and stuff.
Soo the kid who went into cardiac arrest died later. I had no idea who this kid was until I just saw his picture on pressconnects.com. That kid went to elementary school with me...I remember him being around school all the time. I remember I did some sort of volunteer thing for his class when I was in 5th grade. Being able to put a face to a name definitely makes you feel weird.
No one should die at 15, its just not right. These past couple weeks have been rather sentimental/emotional whatever you want to call it. I was at Hospice for my previous rotation. It was so incredibly sad, hearing about patients who are preparing for their own death. Just listening to the nurses talk about what these patients were going through was incredibly sad.
I went with a physical therapist to a woman's house who was afflicted with MS. That in itself was sad. She was in her last stages, and couldn't move anything except for her head. She was in her 50s, and was mentally alert. She had a normal life before the disease hit her in her 30s, and now she's useless. Her elderly mother struggles to take care of her every day, and the only thing she can look forward to is her own death, when she will become too weak to breathe.
I had to watch this documentary on hospice care as an assignment for the rotation and that was probably the saddest thing I have ever watched. The movie followed three patients during their time at hospice. They showed how the families were coping, as well as how the patients were preparing for their own deaths. The film showed every patient until their last moments. There was this young woman with an inoperable brain tumor with two children in middle school and high school. They showed the woman die, with her children at her side. They were just bawling. Yeah, the movie was sad, to say the least.
The next day in class, we watched Tuesdays With Morrie, which was another incredibly sad movie that had most people in tears by the end.
So these past couple weeks have been constantly reminding me of death, and so its been pretty weird.
I'm next in line to see an autopsy. I wonder what I'll see. Too bad I can't tell anyone what I see. I hope its not the boy. :-/
Have a good week. Its going to be a long one, for sure.