The E.R...(not for the weak stomach)

A few months ago, I had a stomach problem which lead to lots of bathroom problems and vomiting. It started about 5:30 pm and I was in a lot of pain. My mom drove me to the ER. Got there and was having a hard time. They took my vitals and took me to a bed that was a long distance away from the bathroom. Of course I'm having stomach issues and you put me in a room that's far away...are you asking for a mess? They put me in the bed and just as I sit down they start taking blood. They put the turnakit thing around my arm to get blood to test it for 1001 things I could possibly have. Just as they find a vein, I start to throw up to the point where I almost pass out. Yet the nurse was tugging at my arm to get the blood. They tried to get some samples for me. A few minutes later after the doctor had seen me and I was feeling a little better after the nurse gave me pain medication. I asked her not to give me Morphine because I've had it before and I didn't like the feeling it gave me(it was scary). Anyways so I'm sitting there puking my brains out and she's trying to get blood from me, really? Then the nurse confirms to me that she wasn't going to give me Morphine, but a stronger drug ?!?! It took a few minutes for it to kick in. They also gave me an IV to help me because I was so dehydrated. After a while I start to get antsy and can't fall asleep, yet I want to. Meanwhile the machine starts to beep every 30 seconds for it to be replaced. Started talking to my mom so time could pass. She looks around the room and grabs a glove. She then puts it to her mouth and blows it up and makes it into this turkey thing(yes it was a few days before thanksgiving). Hours later they let me leave and the rest is history.

Just Married...

If your not a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latterday Saints you might not understand the lingo, but hopefully your'll get it. A friend of mine and I were thinking of pranking the missionaries. We were trying to think of something witty, but not harmful or mean, just stupid. I bought some window paint stuff, and thought we could write something on their car. So my friend and I go over to to their driveway. We got out and start writing "J...U....S...T...M..A....R...R...I...E...D" on the back window. We then write "for time and all eternity on the side windows and hearts" We thought it would be funny. Unfortunately, none of us remembered our cameras. We then found out that they had gone to transfer meeting (yes the entire Boston Mission saw it!!!) with it on, and left it on for 4 days. We asked them why they didn't clean it off...."we were super busy and we didn't have enough $$ for a car wash" Ha ha ha ha ha.

Snowstorms and a Dead Body.....

We had a really bad snowstorm a few weeks ago. I was driving from Hyannis to North Falmouth bringing my grandfather home from his job. It usually takes me about 35-40 mins to get from Hyannis to his house. But tonight was different, I got in the car and immediately started to say a prayer every 5 miles I swear. It was probably the worst driving I had seen in years. It was hard because no matter which direction you drove it blew into the car and it was hard to concentrate. So we were another 10 mins away from his house. I was only driving about 25 mph due to the bad snow. I was still paying attention to the road but I looked to the right side of the road and it looked like a dead body. I hit on the brakes and I skid, my grandfather yelled at me. I told him it looked like a dead body in the snowbank. He then yelled at me and told me to keep going. We kept on driving, but I had the jiminy cricket inside of me was like, go back. But I couldn't because my grandfather yelled at me to keep going. I drove slow and cautiously to his house where his neighborhood was pitch black due to the power being out, which made it creepier with the power out and it was snowing at night. I dropped him off and then drove home. As I got closer to the area where I saw this so called "dead body" I slowed down and made sure nobody was behind me not to cause an accident. I was on the phone with a friend and they kept laughing at me. I kept feeling like I needed to go back and check, yet I was scared. I drove a little further and saw there was a cop. I pulled over and said "I know this may sound crazy, but it looked like there was a dead body on the side of the road, can you go check it?" The police officer asked me where and told him. "Yes I'll go check it" I told him thank you. Drove home and thanked my heavenly father for having me get home safe and sound. I went to bed that night praying that hoping that it wasn't a dead body. Went to church the next morning and the sun was out and was nice out. I got closer and was really hoping it wasn't what I thought it was. I got closer and realized that it was the underside of the grass that was piled up from the snowplow. Yes, it was DIRT !!!! I laughed all the way to church and couldn't wait to tell my friend Betsy. I did tell her and she we laughed and laughed till we cried.