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This has not been a stellar week. Saturday I had to spine board an athlete, thankfully she's ok, but that was scary stuff. Sunday I was completely lazy all day, I honestly don't think I did a single thing worth while all day long, until the costume party, which was by far the highlight of this week. Monday my supervisor decided to TELL me what to do w/ one of MY athletes, and to be perfectly honest that seriously pissed me off. Monday night at cheerleading practice one of my girls got a minor concussion, not a huge deal since it's seriously like the 5th I've handled this semester. Tuesday I rechecked the cheerleader, all good. Then I had 4 people see the doctor in clinic at the stadium, when apparently there was not supposed to be clinic in the stadium, Dr. Scott just happened to be there. I didn't really get in trouble, but man I could tell people weren't pleased...so that was fun. But I owned up to my mistake and apologized many many times. So then I go to set up for all girl cheerleading practice when I'm told both squads are doing the appearance I thought just coed was doing, so I had to break down what I had just set up and head over to the basketball facility for the appearance. This would be when I noticed my cheerleader, the one who got the concussion on Monday, wasn't quite right. I evalled her, all good, gave her instructions for what to do if her symptoms got worse and sent her on her way. I got a call maybe 30 min later that her roommates were taking her to the ER. So I met them at the ER where I stayed till midnight, she is fine by the way, I'm sure you were wondering. So today I go in and I don't know if it was just me, but there was definate tension w/ my supervisor. He bascially told me I screwed up by not following protocol for a concussion as far as having her see one of our docs the next day. By the way, none of the GA's were aware there was any such protocol, but apparently I'm supposed to realize that's how it works. So whatever. I went with my girl to the docs...she's out for a bit obviously. But while I'm w/ her my sup. called her to check on her and how everything went the night before....I feel like he doesn't trust what I'm doing all the sudden. It's very weird. Maybe I'm paranoid cause I'm PMSing, I dunno. And so to top off fabulous work drama, I'm talking to Sean tonight, right Sean one of my very best friends from Orlando, and he reminds me that his birthday was the 3rd. That would be yesterday. I'm a horrible horrible friend. And he completely let me off the hook, no worries at all. I'm a bad freind. OH and the women on the McCormick side that are still speaking to eachother (long story, too personal sorry) well they are all going to foley for the weekend. Foley, AL has one of the best outlet malls anywhere, always fun. So they are going to spend like 3 days there shopping, going to the movies, staying in a hotel. All that wonderful fun female bonding stuff. My sister is even home for the occasion. And I can't go!!! PMS makes me so frikkin emotional, it's amazing I'm functional right now. I have a distinct desire to curl up in the fetal position and just cry. Tonight would defiantly be a great night for chinese and a rental...but my two favorite veggin buddies are in Otown. Man I'm throwing a really good pitty party right now aren't I? I've decided tomorrow is going to be a good day! It is. I'm going to do my best to be up beat and open minded tomorrow. Maybe you should call and check on me just in case. Night all....love you, miss you desperatly!