Nicholas Sparks

I've recently discovered just how much I love Nicholas Sparks and his books. I had my neighbor bring home some of his books from the library for me to read while I'm at home.

Anyways, I just started reading "The Wedding." It was obviously written after "The Notebook." So I'm sitting here, just reading, and I'm about twenty pages into the story when I read the names Noah Calhoun and his wife Allie. Those are the names of the two characters in the The Notebook! It's just blowing my mind! APPARENTLY this story is written as a follow up to The Notebook, and Jane, the main character's wife, is the daughter of Noah and Allie! But this isn't a sequel or anything. I'm just in shock. I didn't even suspect the stories were connected.

I hope I like this one. Up until now I thought it was slightly boring.

Coming Soon To A Theater Near You

Taylor and the Chipmunks.

I wonder when my face will start to unswell.

I've lost my wisdom.

So yesterday morning I got my wisdom teeth out. Just to clarify, my wisdom teeth hadn't grown in yet, so I had to go to an oral surgeon and have them dig them out from underneath my gums so that they wouldn't cause the rest of my teeth to become crooked. So anyways, I got to the surgeon and I was REALLY nervous. More nervous about the IV than them taking the teeth out. So while I was in my room thing, I devised a plan to make the needle entering my skin less painful. Mom would pinch the other arm as hard as possible while they insert the needle so I would be distracted from the pinching pain. It didn't work. So the last thing I remember before the surgery was telling Mom was how the plan didn't work, but both my arm and my hand still hurt. Then I woke up and the nurse was in the room and told me it was over. The next thing I remember was being in a wheel chair outside of the elevator with the nurse and saying "My face is swollen. My face is swollen" and she told me it wasn't, it only felt that way because I was numb. And when I told her no it was really swollen, she said there's a mirror in the elevator I can look at. Then I remember being wheeled out of the downstairs main office and being really embarrassed. Next I was outside of Mom's car and the nurse was telling me to put my feet down. Then I remember getting into the car and telling her how I woke up in the middle of the procedure and there were blue towels covering my face and I could hear machines going and stuff. Then all I remember is Uncle Tom helping to walk me to the front door, and then I was laying down in bed. Oh and I remember Mom getting the video camera and telling me to tell her everything I told her in the car. And then I drifted off while Mom went to go get my pain medication, and woke up when she came back and I barely slept the rest of the day. Jon came over and helped me while Mom went to the hospital to visit Grandma (btw, the hospital's thinking about moving her to another care center, and Uncle Eddie isn't going to have surgery, so he's back home). Then yesterday evening right after Mom got off the phone with my surgeon (who called to check up on me), she gave me the pain pills and a few minutes later I threw them up. And then about an hour later she gave me another pain pills and within the hour I had thrown up again. It was miserable. I hate throwing up. It made me cry both times. So she called the surgeon, and he called in a prescription for nausea pills and Mom picked those up at 11 at night and I tried one of those. And so far, it seems to be working. I haven't felt nauseous all day and I've been taking pain pills. But the downside is the nausea pills make me really really drowsy, so I've been sleeping all day. And my mouth really hurts because I'm only taking one pain pill instead of two since I'm taking the nausea pills. AND my cheeks are starting to swell. Mom calls them chipmunk cheeks. Anyways, that is all for the day.

Sorry that was one long continuous paragraph. I took a nausea pill about an hour ago so I'm getting pretty drowsy and it's hard for me to think on an upper level writing skill. Like I said, I've lost my wisdom.

Another Post? Say What?

Enjoy this rare occurrence.

Today I went to the college service. I really really enjoyed it. It was stuff I had been needing to hear. I kind of wish I could go more often, but seeing that I live more than 400 miles away, I know that can't happen. I just hope the college services up at school are like that. I like the small-enough-to-be-intimate-but-large-enough-so-it's-not-awkward-on-your-first-few-visits type of setting. Haha. And it was great to see everybody again! I've missed everyone so much.

After church, I came home and had lasagna with my family + Uncle Tom and Uncle Joe (who flew in from Nevada to be with Grandma). They've (including my mom) have been so dedicated to visiting her. I love my family so much. They go up to the hospital every single visiting hour. That's every two hours starting at 9 until 5. And then again at 8. Our whole family's schedule is revolving around those hours.

After lunch, I pretty much just hung out at home and watched TV and stuff. Not much going on.

Then at 6 (which was just after the 5:00 visiting hour) we all went to Del Pueblo's since there isn't any good Mexican food in Nevada. I got queso AND sopapillas! It was such a treat! Then we finished dinner in time to go to the 8:00 visiting hour. I went this time. It was the first time I'd gone to visit her. I held my composure until it was just Mom, Grandma, and me in the room. And then I started crying a lot. But only for a minute because I knew it was time to go. I'm pretty proud of myself. My sister barely lasted a minute in the room when she visited before she had to leave. Anyways, what's going on with my grandma is she had a MASSIVE heart attack on the 29th of December. She went to the hospital and she was moving around a lot and really distressed so they had to sedate her. So she's on a food tube, a breathing tube, and lots of other tubes. This morning they took her off of the sedatives but she's still out of it. When I went, she could hear us talking and she would kind of fidget and try to move her head and open her eyes a little bit. It was really heart breaking. But she's hanging in there. Hopefully she keeps improving. Tomorrow they're going to try to take the food tubes out. I hope she makes it. I really do.

After we visited Grandma (by we I mean Mom, Uncle Joe, Uncle Tom, and I) we visited Uncle Eddie, who is also in the hospital. He went to the emergency room today because he had a super high fever (above 101) and some other stuff. It looks like he might have to have surgery.

So basically, this has been a weekend of hospitals. Grandma's been in it, Uncle Eddie's in it now, and I'll be in it tomorrow (although it's the Oral Surgery section) getting my wisdom teeth out. Uncle Eddie said we'll have a pain killers party together.

All in all, it has been quite a day.

Maybe I'll update tomorrow, but it'll probably just be a bunch of mumbo jumbo gibberish stuff. Haha.

Taylor? Who's she?

I doubt anyone will read this considering I haven't updated my blog in forever. But in case you've been wondering where I've disappeared to, I'm here to tell you.

So I'll just give you a recap of my semester.

• I made a 4.0! Straight A's! Woohoo! (And more specifically, I had a 99.something in Spanish.) I'm so relieved. Hopefully I can keep it up?
• Being in the Pride of Oklahoma was absolutely awesome. I met some really great people and I had a lot of fun. I can't wait until next year.
• I regret drifting away from my friends back home, but this semester was so hectic and crazy that I didn't really have time to think about anything but band and school. (And I have the 4.0 to prove it! Haha)
• I really wish I could get a minor in Special Education, but that's not possible. So I'm currently playing with the idea of getting a Masters in it.
• I haven't found a church to plug into and honestly, I wasn't trying too hard to do that. Saturdays were always the longest day of the week with football games and all and I was often out past midnight doing stuff with the band. So I used that as an excuse not to go to church on Sunday. Also, the Pride practices fell at the same time as Bible studies and such, so I didn't do that too often either. I really regret that. It's really hurting me how much I've stumbled.
• I feel like I haven't met that many people. I mean, I've met a lot of people, but I don't have any really close friends. I realized that when trying to plan my birthday dinner. But maybe it's better to only be close to a few people?
• I'm really excited about moving into an apartment with my two new, great friends Ashley and Laney. I don't see them enough, but they're my closest girl friends up at school.
• I just got back from El Paso. I went there for the Sun Bowl game OU was in. We won. It was amazing. I could literally see Mexico from the highway.
• While in El Paso, my mom called me and told me Grandma is in the hospital. She had a massive heart attack. She's been sedated for a few days now. I can't gather enough strength to go visit her because I know as soon as I walk into the room I'll break down and won't be able to stay. I feel like a horrible granddaughter. I cry just thinking about it.
• I started up piano lessons at school. I'm really glad I'm in lessons again. I missed it so much. It gives me a reason to go and practice piano and I end up staying there for much longer than I intended.

That's about all I can think of right now.