Distractions everywhere. Count one

No news on Jen. I've been able to distract myself with homework and Alex's company, but my stomach has a knot in it. I don't really want to talk about her right now, it seems like I'm going to be waiting forever to hear any news and I just can't dwell on it. I've been watching TV to distract myself, I absolutely love Dancing with the Stars, Apollo Anton Ohno is so hot, and Julianne Hough can dance! I was watching today and a news broadcast cut in the middle saying that a variant of the bird flu had been found at a port in Oregon. Seriously, does that count as breaking news?

I am headed to work in about an hour, that will definitely distract me. After work Alex and I are going to get some Thai food and see a movie. Ta ta.

Another long gloomy unusual idea

So, I went to the hospital today to visit Jen. Alex came with me (thanks Alex) because I wasn't anxious to see Jen in her comatose state alone. When I got to the hospital the receptionist had a frazzled look to her and it seemed busier than usual. There were people on stretchers in the hallway and wheelchairs in the waiting room. At the time I didn't think about it much but it seems rather strange now.
Anyway, when we went to Jen's room the door was closed and there was a guy in front of it, looked like a nurse, who said we couldn't see Jen because she was "not fit" to see anybody. I would have believed him and gone on my way if he wasn't sweating and shifting his eyes back and forth. I asked him what the problem was and he said Jen had woken up but was not acting normally, and that he couldn't say any more because of privacy rights.
So here I am again, at home, waiting anxiously by the phone for any news. Alex is getting pizza and will be back here soon. Well, I hope to write again soon with some good news!

Understanding rebounds victory is veering

I got a horrible call today. Minutes after I had posted my last blog entry, the hospital called saying Jen had taken a turn for the worst. I couldn't breath when they said that, I could feel my heart pounding in my head. They said there was a problem with the transfusion, her body wasn't accepting the new blood. The doctors were going to try giving her another transfusion, and that she should be OK in a couple days. I can't really focus in any of my classes and right now I'm just sitting around worrying. Good thing I have this blog, otherwise I'd be thinking all of the things that could go wrong and worry more. I'm going to go visit Jen again tomorrow, hopefully she will be starting to feel better.

In everything something

Well, Jen didn't seem like herself at all. I guess nobody would, after such an ordeal. She was too pale, and couldn't even carry on a regular conversation without dozing off. The doctors said it was a strange reaction, but that it was probably due to the pain meds. She had just received the transfusion hours before I arrived.

Well. Zebra of mine, begone.

I must admit I'm rather proud of myself that I am posting again, considering how busy I have been. I have tae kwon do in 15 minutes so I'll have to be fast. Alex, the eternal optimist (and psych major), thinks this blog will be a cathartic outlet for me. I'm not sure, but it's pretty fun so far.
I suppose I might as well catharsize (catharzise, catharsise?) a little. After tei kwon do I'm headed over to the hospital to visit Jen, my roommate of 3 years. She was in a bad car accident a few days ago and broke her leg and the window shattered all over her and she lost a lot of blood. She's supposed to be in the hospital for a few more days as her leg heals and the blood transfusion is monitored. Ahh, to be honest, it did feel good to write about it. I was pretty freaked when I heard she was in an accident. I'm just glad she's OK.
Drat! Time got away from me. I'm going to be late to the class.

Welcome world!

To start things off, I'm really excited to be doing this. I've never had a blog before and I thought, hey! It's time to get with the times! I am 22, currently living in Berkeley with my boyfriend and I am in my last year of school (biology major!). I have applied to several medical schools around the country and (fingers crossed) hope to be a doctor in oh, another ten years or so :( but I really think all the school will be worth it. Ever since I was a child my mom always said I had an innate need to help people. I can't think of a better way to help than by being a doctor. I guess most people want to help in some way, and I suppose all we can do is hope to make a small difference in the world for the better.
Well, I need to rush to class (Anatomy 2), but I promise I'll write a little more tonight.