Sunday, December 6, 2009
In addition to working 55+ hours a week at my clinical site and James Avery, 2 of my grandparents passed away within 3 weeks of each other.
I lost my paternal great-grandmother (Grandma VoVo) the first week of the month...4 days after her 102nd birthday.
Then last week, my maternal grandfather (Papa) lost his lengthy battle with Parkinson's.
Needless to say, it was a month full of little sleep, lots of kids, silver jewelry, and funerals. Also needless to say, I am ready for December to kick start my severely lacking Christmas cheer.
But on the bright side of things, there is only 2 school days left until a glorious 5 week vacation, 12 days until Trace comes home and only 1 month until SKI TRIP 2010!!!
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
If you want to see a slightly different but still amazing version of this video with Sammy B and Texas QB Colt McCoy, head over to http://www.iamsecond.com/.
PS- MARRY ME, SAMMY!!!!!
Saturday, October 10, 2009
Friday, October 9, 2009
So, a couple of things have really irked me today. And by irked I mean they might have made me say the F-word a few times. It's just been one of those weeks.
Firstly, I have been dealing with a really annoying situation involving a lot of money at school. I have made EVERY attempt to deal with it both professionally and responsibly, while maintaining a polite air.
Unfortunately, the very same teachers that PREACH constant professionalism to me are apparently UNWILLING to extend me the same courtesies. In my attempts to rectify this situation, the 3 different professors have DELIBERATELY and PURPOSEFULLY ignored my emails, phone calls and messages, AND attempts at a face to face meeting.
How in the world can a group of PROFESSIONAL ADULTS handle a situation so POORLY. It's ridiculous and disgraceful, and honestly, I have lost all of my respect for all of them. I received a response email to one I sent Monday afternoon REQUESTING IMMEDIATE ACTION because I am leaving campus for 2 months for a clinical rotation. It was sent at 1:30pm, which sent me into a tizzy trying to get BACK to campus and deal with what I had to before 5pm. It's pissed me off and those teachers are pretty much dead to me. Thanks a lot for all your help and quick feedback! NOT!!! BITCHES.
Anywhoo, moving on... I'm sure you've all heard that President Obama has ridiculously been named the 2009 Nobel Peace Prize for......oh right, NOTHING.
I am completely ashamed that he would accept an award that is so OBVIOUSLY UNDESERVED and ridiculous. The committee chose him for this award Feb. 1, 2009, which was 11 FREAKING DAYS after he took office on Jan. 20, 2009. What could this moron have done in 11 days to deserve one of the (previously) most prestigious awards in the world. ABSO-FRICKING-LUTELY NOTHING.
(Obviously I am very heated up about this, so I apologize.)
Summing up my opinion nicely is FoxNews:
And Michael Steele, chairman of the Republican Party, said Obama won the prize because of his "star power," rather than meaningful accomplishments. "The real question Americans are asking is, What has President Obama actually accomplished?" Steele said in a statement. Steele, who took over the reins of the GOP earlier this year, said he thought it was "unfortunate that the president's 'star power' has outshined tireless advocates who have made real achievements working towards peace and human rights." He said he doesn't think Obama will be "receiving any awards from Americans for job creation, fiscal responsibility, or backing up rhetoric with concrete action."
In his 1895 will, Alfred Nobel stipulated that the peace prize should go "to the person who shall have done the most or the best work for fraternity between the nations and the abolition or reduction of standing armies and the formation and spreading of peace congresses."
And if you think that Barack Obama (America's biggest mistake) is the person to fit that bill, then you are FULL OF SHIT.
[End of rampage.]
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Sunday, September 20, 2009
He recently tore ligaments in his shoulder and had surgery 10 days ago and began physical therapy treatments this week.
Anyways, he's standing at the pulpit in front of the entire congregation and says:
"You know, this week I figured out how to tell the difference between physical therapists and terrorists...you can ALWAYS negotiate with terrorists!"
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Apple is also releasing the entire Beatles catalog in a new, remastered and fantastic format. Paul McCartney said "It's like being in the studio with us when we recorded it!" Sign me up!
It seems the whole world has gone Beatles crazy again! Radio stations are playing the remasters constantly! I'm in a Beatle-filled heaven! I love it!
So I'm spending this wonderful day filled with peace, love and the Beatles, by listening to the catalog while I do homework (and hope that one of my friends calls me and invites me over to play Beatles Rockband!)
Here's to the greatest/most influential band of all time! Long live the Beatles!
Monday, September 7, 2009
I would have been much less apprehensive had it not been for a few minor things:
- I had only met said pilot the previous day.
- Said pilot, while being unbelieveably nice (and jolly), is not only younger, but much funnier than me.
- The plane was smaller than a Ford Focus.
- The plane's fuel sensors wouldn't read accurately and prior to take off, continually said that our right wing did not have any fuel.
- The pilot "fixed" this gage issue by shaking and kicking the wing of the plane. He claimed this was the "Russian fix". He was indeed Russian.
Ummmm....I'm about to die in a private plane crash. AND I don't have my driver's license or any other form of ID on me. They'll have to identify my charred remains by my dental records. AAAAAND oh my gosh, what pair of underwear am I wearing?!?!
Well, needless to say, I didn't die and I didn't vomit (which was an achievement because it was so hot in that little plane). It was quite an experience. My job was to watch out for birds and other planes in the air.
Really all I did was say things like "Roger, pilot. We are go for manuever oh-niner-niner. 10-4." into the headset.
That's enough to call me co-pilot, though (even from the backseat!)
Our pilot, Anton, who kept singing Cher's "Do you believe?" over the headseats and Trace, the actual non-licensed, terribly afraid of heights co-pilot.
Me in the backseat pretending to be important, but actually taking pictures and trying not to be sick.
The campus of Texas A&M from 2,000 feet.
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Problem? This leaves me with OODLES of extra time in which I have nothing to do (who studies?)
So, last week my little sister, Molly, presented me with a solution. Season 1 of The OC.
I started watching, and in 2 episodes, I was OBSESSED. Basically, I'm in love with the character named Ryan...and probably only watch the show because he's so FIIIIIIIIIIINEEEEE. If you haven't seen it, you should.
Anyways, I spent all day Thursday and Friday (and let's face it, Saturday too) watching 43 minute episodes one after another.
23 episodes later... WHOOPS! I realize I have neglected to start writing my case report that's due at 10am on Monday.
So here it is, 9:47pm on Sunday night. I am approximately 54% done with what I have to write for my case report....and all I can think about is what's going to happen on the next OC episode. Do I have time to watch one now? Surely I can squeeze in 1 episode before bed? Which one of my friends is gonna let me borrow Season 2?
In conclusion... Katie+ The OC+ case report= verrrrrrrrrry bad things.
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Neuroscience and Spring 2009 kicked my cajones...but then my friends and I celebrated with a sleepover/birthday party...and a delicious cake my friend Chelsea made!
I went to Florida for my week off from school with my family...it was cold and windy!
I moved from my cute, solo apartment into a single bedroom in my grandmother's house.
Instead of studying for my summer class, my friends/classmates and I played in E-Squared's pool everyday!
I went to Dallas with my Dad and saw Eric Clapton in concert
I laid by the pool most weekends with my little sis, Molly
Trace came home for the 4th of July and we went to Downtown Tulsa and saw a VERY DISAPPOINTING fireworks show!
I spent 7 weeks in a hospital working PT with old people and experienced waaaay too much poop. But thankfully, there are not pictures to document this.
Moving on, I went to NYC with my parents to see SIR PAUL McCARTNEY at Citi Field! It rained.
The next day I spent approximately 4.5 hours shopping on Fifth Avenue and lunching at the Plaza!
Trace and I celebrated our 1 Year anniversary together in Dallas on August 1st!
After I finished in the hospital, Trace came to Tulsa for a week and took me to Discoveryland to see OKLAHOMA!
Sir Paul came all the way to Tulsa to SEE ME AGAIN!!! Trace and my parents went with me!
At the concert I found my dream car...a yellow submarine!
Finally, Trace and I layed by the pool for the rest of the week!
Now classes have started and I'm BOREDDDDDDDDDD. Goodbye summer 2009! It was good and busy!
Monday, August 3, 2009
- old people
- old people that poop
- the diagnosis "generalized weakness"
- old people that show you their basketball sized scrotum 5 times in one treatment
- working 8-5
- did I mention POOOOOOOOOOP??!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
I guess it's safe to say I'm sick of old people and poop...and have officially decided that working as a physical therapist in an acute care/hospital setting is NOT FOR ME!!!
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
**I'm bored. You're bored. Let's play!**
1. Who was your FIRST prom date? Jeremy Knott
2. Do you still talk to your FIRST love? Umm...nope. Not since the day we broke up (except for a few random texts throughout the years)
3. What was your FIRST alcoholic drink? probably a drink of my mom's wine
4. What was your FIRST job? Outback Steakhouse...hostess, Take-Away, server extrordinaire
5. What was your FIRST car? Borris the Taurus--my true love. A tan 1994 Ford Taurus!
6. Who was the FIRST person to text you today? My mom!
7. Who is the FIRST person you thought of this morning? I don't remember consciously thinking of someone, but if I had to pick, I would think it would have been Trace.
9. Where did you go on your FIRST ride on an airplane? San Antonio, TX...where I met my first love, Shamu the Orca Whale.
10. Who was your first best friend? Hmm...this is tough. Probably Natalie Banker from kdgn.
11. Where was your FIRST sleep over? Probably Natalie's!
12. Who was the FIRST person you talked to today? My grandma, Mimi....since she's my roommate and all.
13. Whose wedding were you in the FIRST time? My cousin Cheri's. I was the "miniature bride"...because my cuter and younger sister stole the flower girl gig.
14. What was the FIRST thing you did this morning? got out of bed and wished I didn't have to go to the hospital!
15. What was the FIRST concert you ever went to? HANSON.
16. FIRST tattoo? Don't have one, I have a completely irrational fear of needles.
17. FIRST piercing? My ears when I was 18, secondary to the above reasons.
18. FIRST foreign country you've been to? I've only been to Vancouver, Canada for like an hour. I was actually visiting Seattle, WA.
19. FIRST movie you remember seeing? The Wizard of Oz
20. When was your FIRST detention? Never got one, even though Mrs. Niemi tried to give me one in 12th grade for being "truent" on senior skip day!!
21. What was the FIRST state you lived in? O-K-L-A-H-O-M-A!!
22. Who was your FIRST roommate? Erin M...potluck dorm roommate. Too bad she was a drunken whore and I moved out after 4 weeks!
23. If you had one wish, what would it be? For my knee to never ever ever hurt again! and for Trace to freaking GRADUATE already!
24. What is something you would learn if you had the chance? Orthopedic surgery!
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
- I come outside today to get in my car and head to the hospital and realize that my car has been broken into. The inside is completely ransacked...all the contents of my glovebox and center console are everywhere. After a few minutes of distraught searching...I realize that the only thing the damn thief took was my $200 GPS system. Which was all in the console. They couldn't have known it was in there. Anyways...I'm pissed and the cops literally laughed at me when I called. (I don't want them to try and find it. That would be dumb. I just want them to be aware of the fact that there is a burglar in my neighborhood.)
- Was supposed to see an echocardiogram this morning at the hospital, but the patient never showed and my friend and I were stuck making small talk to the echo-tech for almost 2 hours. We learned his entire life story before we were able to escape, not even joking. Man, Desert Storm sounded like a helluva time.
- My CI (clinical instructor) realized that we only had one patient for the afternoon, and told us that we'd have half a day! WHOO! Then she decided that she was going to go home and stick us with the other PT who is TERRIBLE. I mean, he doesn't even put gait belts on people!! That made for an incredibly long afternoon.
- Then I found out that I get to observe a Total Knee Arthroplasty surgery on Monday. It's my day off. I have to be there at 7am. Suck.
(I just got interrupted by a police officer at my door asking about my break-in).
But, all of the above is slightly rectified in the fact that I found out Sir Paul McCartney is coming to Tulsa, Oklahoma on August 17.
That's right folks, I am trekking all the way to New York City in 2 weeks to see the ex-Beatle...and less than 2 weeks later, he's coming to my doorstep. Looks like I'm gonna see him twice!
Monday, June 29, 2009
- I did NOT almost fail my summer class thanks to ONE stupid final and a dumb professor. Not me! I'm a straight A student and I never ever perform poorly on tests!
- I did NOT go out with a group of friends and get told by a guy who I thought was hitting on me that he was actually interested in my friend. It did NOT actually irritate me a little, even though I have the most wonderful man in the world.
- I did NOT wish that I yelled at a guy at the same bar when he spilled his drink all over the back of my legs (and my white shorts).
- On the first day of my clinical rotation today at a hospital, I did NOT reflexively sprint for the door when a sweet elederly patient grabbed the trash can and said he was going to vomit after my treatment.
- I did NOT sit for an hour and eat lunch in the cafeteria by myself. I am super cool and always have friends to eat with.
- I did NOT make plans to spend my lunch hour tomorrow napping in my car as opposed to sitting in the caf. NOPE!
What have you "not" done recently? Head over to MckMama's blog to read more funnies!
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Needless to say, the hassle was completely worth it...cause the dress was amazing!!! And I have Chelsea to thank for talking me into buying it!!
PS- The ordered dress STILL hasn't come. Ridiculous.