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Today it felt like it was summer.
Jan. 7th, 2005 09:58 pmAfter I got out of school at 12:00, I dropped off my Senior pictures (finally), and went to the doctor to look at my foot and use the freaking nitric oxide. I can't even touch the bottom of my foot it hurts so bad.
Went to work, and afterwards went to the mall with a coworker and Evangelia. Found an awesome black dress with white designs on it. Halter. Very flattering. $20. May get it. Haven't thought of a use for it yet.
Came home and nearly died of exhaustion, watched the real Manchurian Candidate (read: Frank Sinatra) with my mom.
Mark reallyreallyreally wanted me to go with the group to see White Noise tonight, but I just don't think I have the emotional stability tonight. My mind is a retarded thing. Plus I feel like crap, so.
A friend of the family and old Spanish teacher, Mrs. Jenkins, has a daughter named Kiley (3 years old) who was just diagnosed with a very rare sort of blood cancer called LCH. Basically it's been eating away at her skull and bones in general. 1/4 of her skull is gone. Yesterday Kiley went in for a bone marrow, blood, and skin biopsy, as well as a blood transfusion to get her iron levels up. There was a possibility that she wouldn't live through the surgery, but all is well. She starts chemo very soon. I can't even imagine how much pain the family is going through. I want to cry like a child and scream that it's not fair, but I can't, because I know in my heart that everything happens for a purpose. I remember when she was born. It's heartbreaking to witness.
And then I feel stupid when I complain.
Went to work, and afterwards went to the mall with a coworker and Evangelia. Found an awesome black dress with white designs on it. Halter. Very flattering. $20. May get it. Haven't thought of a use for it yet.
Came home and nearly died of exhaustion, watched the real Manchurian Candidate (read: Frank Sinatra) with my mom.
Mark reallyreallyreally wanted me to go with the group to see White Noise tonight, but I just don't think I have the emotional stability tonight. My mind is a retarded thing. Plus I feel like crap, so.
A friend of the family and old Spanish teacher, Mrs. Jenkins, has a daughter named Kiley (3 years old) who was just diagnosed with a very rare sort of blood cancer called LCH. Basically it's been eating away at her skull and bones in general. 1/4 of her skull is gone. Yesterday Kiley went in for a bone marrow, blood, and skin biopsy, as well as a blood transfusion to get her iron levels up. There was a possibility that she wouldn't live through the surgery, but all is well. She starts chemo very soon. I can't even imagine how much pain the family is going through. I want to cry like a child and scream that it's not fair, but I can't, because I know in my heart that everything happens for a purpose. I remember when she was born. It's heartbreaking to witness.
And then I feel stupid when I complain.
