I Found an Amazing Giveaway!

And as much as I would like to keep th is giveaway to myself, I shouldn't. It's not right. I found Summer B and her blog tonight while I was finishing up the ICLW list. (WHEW it was a hard one this month! I did it though, iron commenter AGAIN! W00T!) Anyway, so I came upon Summer B's blog and she just had her 300th post! Way to go, girl! Not only is she having a giveaway but she's having a pretty cool giveaway! Pop on over to her bloghouse and check it out. It's like a whole basket of goodies!

When I woke up this morning, I felt TONS better then I did last night. Then reading all the comments on my last post, made me feel so strong, loved and humbled. Thank you so much for that!

I was a rough weekend. My roommate, got into a car accident on Friday. A woman ran a stop sign and Roomie hit her. It wasn't Roomie's fault, but that doesn't make one feel much better, especially when the driver of the other vehicle is in her 80's. Poor thing, both of them!

I got a phone call from Roomie's mom saying that Roomie was in an accident, didn't know how bad it was but could Husband go down there and get her because Mom was stuck at the shop. I tell Husband, he grabs his keys and flies out of the driveway. My phone rings and it's Roomie asking me where Husband was and if he could come down there, they're taking her to the hospital. As I'm about ready to say he'll be there in a few, she tells me he's there and hangs up. Then my phone rings AGAIN and it's Roomie's mom asking where the accident address is. Once again, as I'm on the phone, she finds it and says "oh this is bad, there's a lot of crap going on down here" and hangs up. I'm doing really well and not having a panic attack. Totally got my death issues in check on this one! w00t!

Husband gets home to get me so I can go to the hospital because Roomie was asking for me. I tell him that her mom was on the phone with me when she came up on the accident. We decide not to go, figuring her mom and dad could handle it. Plus I didn't want to get in the way. I tend to be a bit over helpful in situations like that. Roomie finally gets home and has a broken wrist, a few bruised-possibly cracked ribs, a BUNCH of bruising, but nothing TOO serious. We get her settled in her bed and her mom leaves. I immediately go into "annoyingly helpful mode". I'm asking her if she needs water, when she's taken her last dosage of pain meds and making sure she's doing what she's suppose to be doing. She finally goes to sleep and then Husband and I go to sleep too. It was an exhausting day.

Saturday was a bit better. Roomie was still pretty sore, but was up and moving around. I go to the grocery store and when I get home, my kitchen was clean! I am so very grateful that she cleaned the kitchen but for the love of God, her wrist is broken! Back to bed, she goes! I get her all settled, drug her up on her meds and tell her to stay put! She did fairly well. Up and down a few times but at least I was right there with her making sure she didn't do anything stupid like try to carry her laundry basket! *slaps head*

Sunday wasn't too bad, either. She was more sore, but in better spirits. Her mom came and picked her up and they went and did a few things and she came home and took a nap. I, once again, made sure she had all of the things she needed and she was thanking me over and over again. "You're welcome, this is what friends do", was my reply every time.

Today she went to the doctor and they're concerned about her liver and/or spleen being cut and causing internal bleeding. Her bruising is spreading on her stomach and they're getting darker. They ordered a CT scan for first thing in the morning. Now that the doctor's appointments are made, she's sleeping, the children are in bed, this is when I'm start to get scared. I'm going to the hospital with her in the morning and hopefully we'll get the results and I'm sure all will be fine, but I keep playing the "what if" game. What if the scan reveals a lot of internal bleeding and they go in to fix it and she doesn't come back? What do I do then? I know I'm jumping the gun a bit, but it's what I do. Like I said, I'm sure if the doctor thought it was that bad, they had admitted her today when she was in her office. I'm just a little bit worried.

I'm doing really well keeping these emotions and feelings in check. And I'm not THAT scared, just maybe a bit shook up. I'm worried for Roomie, I hope she's OK. She's in pain and I can't do anything but be there for her right now. I know that's important and I will continue to do that, I just hope we breathe a big sigh of relief tomorrow.

In a few years, however, I'll be able to help her more. Want to know why? BECAUSE I GOT APPROVED FOR MY GRANT! *shocked* I got the email today and I registered for the fall term for pre-nursing school! Holy shit! This is really happening! I have no idea what I'm doing as far as the registering process goes, but I assumed I did it right. I should have word within a few days. If I read the small print correctly this grant is per term. So I need to reapply for the winter term and I think I get the same amount. I'm not sure. I'll ask questions as I go, I guess. All I know is that I have an account with my name on it and my pin number attached it (that I can NOT under ANY circumstances give to anyone) with a certain amount of money in it to give to my financial office at school. *deep breath* this is REALLY happening! I am in shock, I can NOT believe it! I may be going to school in a few WEEKS.....