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Quick summary of Saturday to now:
Saturday I got the slides from one of my group members for her part of our presentation on abortion. She had a whole slide on "How does God feel about your unborn child?" and shit like that, as well as bullshit stats and 'facts' on all her other slides that directly contradicted her sources. I redid her entire part (65% of our grade, we're being graded on accuracy and the prof is a doctor) and was all freaked about how she'd respond.
I slept less than 4 hours that night (woke up 3 hours early and couldn't sleep again) so I took a caffeine pill at lunch on Sunday. Apparently that's way too much for me so I spent the next 5 hours feeling like I was going to die. I was super jittery, anxious, forgot to breath, couldn't stop moving, talked super fast, etc. Spent most of Sunday night doing my annotated bibliography (I had 30 sources, I pared it down to 18 for laziness' sake).
After finishing at 2AM I was too stressed to sleep so I laid down in the hall to read (didn't want to wake Dallin by reading in bed). I noticed a weird sound but thought it was just the heater coming on and off. After a while I realized it wasn't, turned around, and the outlet was smoking/sparking. I unplugged it immediately, but the outlet was partially melted and one prong from the heater is completely black. Then I couldn't sleep for hours because I was so freaked out. If I had gone to bed at my normal time, or if I had read in bed or downstairs...I wouldn't have known. It's terrifying to think about.
Monday I slept through my first class (happens when you don't sleep til 5), finished all the presentation stuff, made an abortion fact sheet (1/3 of American women will have an abortion by 45, 60% of women who have an abortion already have at least 1 kid, 70% express a desire for kids in the future, etc.), and went to class. The girl whose stuff I redid seemed a little peeved but she's really passive so she didn't say anything except that "This is better than what I had." Yeah, I know. We presented, I was really nervous, but it went well. Then came the questions period...it was AWESOME. The professor didn't have any for us (she had multiple for all the other groups) and I answered every question except one (that the professor didn't know either, it was what is the likelihood that a woman will have a miscarriage during her first pregnancy), was the only one who answered the questions, and answered 2 that were unrelated to our presentation but that the professor said I was "completely correct" on. I AM SO FUCKING HAPPY. I know I'm a crazy radical feminist, but I actually went into a zone while answering questions. I could have done it all night. I was so in my element. Goddamn, I know a lot about abortion!
This morning I got my IUD. It wasn't nearly as bad as I expected. It hurt but it just felt (feels) like a bad period. I have cramps still, but the dr. said they'll probably last a few days. I'm also bleeding, but that's also normal considering I now have something scraping at my endometrium (the stratum funcionale, technically, that is shed every month during menstruation). I felt awful afterwards because they gave me a mild painkiller that I took on an empty stomach (even though my mom told me to eat first) but after I devoured 3 slices of pizza I felt fine. I took a nap when Dallin got home, was only supposed to be for an hour...we laid down at 3, I woke up at 7:30. My stats class is at 6...glad he put off the midterm!
When I got home from the dr there was a big truck with really dark windows parked outside of the house, right outside of the front gate. It sat there for over 2 hours. I couldn't see through the tint, but it looked like there was someone in it. Finally I called the cops and they said they'd send a patrol car to check it out. I took a hot bath (helps the cramps) and when I got out 40 minutes later it was gone. Right after I fell asleep the first woman I had called (apparently the wrong area, I just called a department because I really didn't think it warranted 911) called me back to make sure I was ok. I'll call tomorrow and thank her. I really appreciate her calling back and and checking :)
That's it. I'm drinking absurdly sweet tea right now (SO GOOD) and relaxing for the first time since Friday night. Ahhh...
Saturday I got the slides from one of my group members for her part of our presentation on abortion. She had a whole slide on "How does God feel about your unborn child?" and shit like that, as well as bullshit stats and 'facts' on all her other slides that directly contradicted her sources. I redid her entire part (65% of our grade, we're being graded on accuracy and the prof is a doctor) and was all freaked about how she'd respond.
I slept less than 4 hours that night (woke up 3 hours early and couldn't sleep again) so I took a caffeine pill at lunch on Sunday. Apparently that's way too much for me so I spent the next 5 hours feeling like I was going to die. I was super jittery, anxious, forgot to breath, couldn't stop moving, talked super fast, etc. Spent most of Sunday night doing my annotated bibliography (I had 30 sources, I pared it down to 18 for laziness' sake).
After finishing at 2AM I was too stressed to sleep so I laid down in the hall to read (didn't want to wake Dallin by reading in bed). I noticed a weird sound but thought it was just the heater coming on and off. After a while I realized it wasn't, turned around, and the outlet was smoking/sparking. I unplugged it immediately, but the outlet was partially melted and one prong from the heater is completely black. Then I couldn't sleep for hours because I was so freaked out. If I had gone to bed at my normal time, or if I had read in bed or downstairs...I wouldn't have known. It's terrifying to think about.
Monday I slept through my first class (happens when you don't sleep til 5), finished all the presentation stuff, made an abortion fact sheet (1/3 of American women will have an abortion by 45, 60% of women who have an abortion already have at least 1 kid, 70% express a desire for kids in the future, etc.), and went to class. The girl whose stuff I redid seemed a little peeved but she's really passive so she didn't say anything except that "This is better than what I had." Yeah, I know. We presented, I was really nervous, but it went well. Then came the questions period...it was AWESOME. The professor didn't have any for us (she had multiple for all the other groups) and I answered every question except one (that the professor didn't know either, it was what is the likelihood that a woman will have a miscarriage during her first pregnancy), was the only one who answered the questions, and answered 2 that were unrelated to our presentation but that the professor said I was "completely correct" on. I AM SO FUCKING HAPPY. I know I'm a crazy radical feminist, but I actually went into a zone while answering questions. I could have done it all night. I was so in my element. Goddamn, I know a lot about abortion!
This morning I got my IUD. It wasn't nearly as bad as I expected. It hurt but it just felt (feels) like a bad period. I have cramps still, but the dr. said they'll probably last a few days. I'm also bleeding, but that's also normal considering I now have something scraping at my endometrium (the stratum funcionale, technically, that is shed every month during menstruation). I felt awful afterwards because they gave me a mild painkiller that I took on an empty stomach (even though my mom told me to eat first) but after I devoured 3 slices of pizza I felt fine. I took a nap when Dallin got home, was only supposed to be for an hour...we laid down at 3, I woke up at 7:30. My stats class is at 6...glad he put off the midterm!
When I got home from the dr there was a big truck with really dark windows parked outside of the house, right outside of the front gate. It sat there for over 2 hours. I couldn't see through the tint, but it looked like there was someone in it. Finally I called the cops and they said they'd send a patrol car to check it out. I took a hot bath (helps the cramps) and when I got out 40 minutes later it was gone. Right after I fell asleep the first woman I had called (apparently the wrong area, I just called a department because I really didn't think it warranted 911) called me back to make sure I was ok. I'll call tomorrow and thank her. I really appreciate her calling back and and checking :)
That's it. I'm drinking absurdly sweet tea right now (SO GOOD) and relaxing for the first time since Friday night. Ahhh...