Swine Flu Survivor

I have been reading and seeing troubling reports about the swine flu and felt that it was time to put my story out there. At the risk of sounding like an alarmist, the swine flu is a very real threat.

I am a 32 year old law student in good health. I don't have asma or any other respiratory problems. My risk factor seems to be my age. In June I started having a sore throat and began running a constant fever. I assumed it was just a bug and decided to sleep it off. Within 48 hours I was in the ICU of my local hospital. My white blood cell count was so low the emergency room physician thought it would be wise to admit me. I spent 3 awful days struggling to breath as the virus attacked my lungs. Finally my docotors decided to put me in a medically induced coma and hook me up to a ventilator. For five days a machine did all of my breathing for me and my parents and family waited for any improvement.

I was truly blessed to recover. It took weeks before I had all of my strength back and I still do not have my full lung capacity. Another unfortunate side-effect has been my body's need to deal with the trauma by expelling all of the antibiotics and toxins through my hair. Any of you who know me know that I have always had a LOT of hair. Now I am beginning to go bald and have started wearing a wig. At least I lived through it though- right?

I just want people to be aware that this flu is real it happened to me. Be careful and use precautionary measures. If you do get sick get help!

And the Winner is...

Those of you who know me know I am NOT a fan of Twilight. I think it is dramatic, sachrine, and a dangerous example of unhealthy relationships. That being said, I saw the film last night and didn't die. In fact I thoroughly enjoyed Robert Pattison's retro coif- very James Dean. I have to say that the film's hairsylists out did themselves, at least when it comes to the Cullen clan. Otherwise, the film was tolerable with the occasional bout of nerd chills- which was to be expected. And let's face it, anything is better than working on my paper or studying for my
finals.

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Ulcers

So I have been struggling with ulcers for the last two months or so. They have gotten to the point that I am fully willing to take acedophilus, which my mom is convinced cures everything. Obviously I am under massive stress, and I have heartburn if I even look at chocolate or carbonation the wrong way, but no matter what I eat I seem to die of it 20 minutes later. So I decided to sit down and make a list of what I eat throughout the day- I have discovered that it would help if I didn't eat my weight in LemonHeads while I study. I bought a couple of cheap bags and keep them in my locker for when I have really long days- a sugar buzz. Well that sugar buzz is eating away at the lining of my stomach faster than battery acid, so I think I'll give them up now.

I eat lunch by myself

This is probably going to sound like pity party, and it is, but I need to vent and then I will get over it. I have a theory that law school is just high school all over again on a much higher intellectual level- meaning people figure out how to snub you in much more interesting ways. I just haven't found my niche and I am trying to make friends, but nobody really seems interested. Even the cliques in law school are like high school. The granolas stick together, the jocks, the lesbians, the youngsters, the geeks... there isn't really a group for thirty-something chubby girls. So, I eat lunch by myself every day. Pathetic.

My cool mom realized I was sick of eating luch by myself and rode trax up and went to lunch with me. I love my mom!

So Sue Me!

Law school continues to be ridiculously hard, but I really enjoy my torts class. You would not believe the kinds of things you can sue people for... not that you should, or should you? Today we discussed a little old man and his wife who were sick to death of trespassers and burglars breaking into their abandoned farm house. So the little old man sets up a spring trap (a loaded shot gun rigged to go off when someone opened the bedroom door) aimed about midway up the door. His wife suggests lowering it just a little bit- no need to kill anyone when a good maiming will suffice. Anyway, as luck would have it this ejit (idiot- my mom's version) breaks into the farmhouse looking for "very valuable" glass jam jars (who steals canning goods?!) and opens the bedroom door. He pretty much got his entire leg blown off and proceeded to sue the little old man and his wife. He won the case- a burglar in the middle of commiting a crime on someone else's property! It turns out you can't kill or do major bodily harm to trespassers in an attempt to protect your property.