On other notes, I've moved into my room. Its decorated in my kinds of colors (blue and green), with pictures I've taken from the Delaware Water Gap in NJ, the sunset in DC, and one from Thanksgiving this year. I also decided to use some pics dad took in Ethiopia, so its a very "worldly" room. But the chair that William and Gabe got me for graduation helps as does this sweet rug I got from Target.
The roommate is nice, very different from me, but sweet. Its nice to have someone so different from you living in the same suite. I have my own room when I need it, but I also have someone to talk to when I need it. And since our opinions and ideas are so vastly different, we will offer a different perspective.
Being on a floor with mostly JProgs is interesting to say the least. I mean, I'm not sure about all of them, but I'm working on changing my perspective on things. Honestly, I met them for four weekends and who knows, maybe the ideas that I got about them are not as true as I thought. Some of them that I was originally skeptical about aren't so bad. But I'm still looking to find people who are really MY people. Maybe they are on this floor, or maybe I'll find them somewhere else. Who knows??
Okay, so enough about the boring stuff. Last night, the JProgs, Transfers, and Exchange Students went to the City Museum for a fun time. We got there, all the JProgs in one clump, all ate a cookie the size of our head and went off to play. Right outside the room where we'd left all of our stuff, there was a half pipe type thing in this skateless skate park. Sophie and I were hanging out there, taking pictures of ourselves, when Lacey and Kenny came over. The four of us were having fun when someone said the pizza was there. So Sophie and I took one more picture and then began to go over. Next thing I know, she's lying in the middle of the halfpipe, not able to move out of pain.
Immediately, someone who worked for the museum came over to see what happened and called the museum medical aide. I just sat above her, holding her head off the ground, while she grimaced and complained of not being able to feel her ankle. Right away though, she said it was broken. So the medical aide comes over, says its fine and tries to get her up. She can't move, so the woman calls for a wheelchair and someone calls 911. Sophie gets into a wheelchair (vomiting right before we get a trash can over there), the woman checks it out (finally seeing teh huge bump on her right ankle) and the paramedics show up. Its decided that I will ride in teh ambulance with her, so we head it.
In the ambulance, she is finally looking better, so while they are getting her settled and in between questions about her medical history, we talk about her boyfriend to distract from them putting the IV into her. They splint the leg, Sophie grimacing but not yelling out the whole time. Oddly, the paramedics spent about 15 minutes splinting and doing other things before we finally drove off to the hospital (without the lights and sirens). Sophie calls her friends and we just talk about different things (I took pictures of the paramedic cause he was weird looking and had a fau-hawk).
We arrived at SLU Hospital and I was told to go wait in the waiting room. That was one of the most sketchy places I've been in a long time! I mean, there were people who looked like they didn't have proper medical treatment sitting in the waiting room, which also smelled of people not taking proper care of themselves. But anyway, I sat somewhat uncomfortable for the RCD on duty to show up from campus. When he finally did, it was much more comfortable, as I had someone to talk to and to take charge. We got into the Emergency Room soon after to see Sophie.
As I've always been interested in what's wrong with people, it was pretty cool and exciting for me. After all the adrenaline, I was pretty pumped up, jumping up and down. Anyway, the nurse came in and Sophie and I both asked her questions about different medical stuff: Why they gave Sodium Chloride solution as opposed to regular water or something, How the splint the doctor was putting on worked, asking about blood pressure and the heart beat monitor. Anyway, we got her leg splinted (with me helping the doctor and asking him questions and Sophie attempting to cry out in pain but not having a voice to do so). While we were there, the woman in the room next to her seemed to have been in a trauma of some sort and started screaming out "I didn't do it! I'm sorry! No!". It was weird and we couldn't figure out what had happened to her. But she did have a neck brace and Sophie said she thought it was a car accident where she wasn't wearing a seatbelt.
Anyway, we eventually got discharged, driving with Jake, the RCD back to campus. We stopped at Walgreens to bring her prescription in (the guy at the counter wasn't sure what was going on since I had all her health insurance information written on my notebook), then drove back to campus. We got into the dorm, and she vomited again, this time in a trash can. We got upstairs and all the JProgs were sitting out in the hall talking to each other. THey had made her a card and given her hershey kisses, which was really sweet! We ordered Jimmy Johns, ate dinner at around 12:30 and I went to bed (at around 1:30).
Woke up this morning to banging on the outer door to the suite. It woke Nora too, who was not happy with the situation. Anyway, my Gamma Chi's took me to the end of the hall to tell me that I had been "released" from recruitment or something and that if I wanted to get involved in the future I could do informal or formal recruitment. But I don't know if either of those things will happen. My cousin Miriam had some good advice: If I'm upset about not being in a sorority in general, its probably a good thing I didn't get in. And if I'm upset about not being in a specific sorority, then I'll know that I want to try to do this again and be a part of a sorority.
So now I'm just reading Harry Potter (re-reading the entire series) and just hanging out, trying to relax before class starts tomorrow! Hopefully that won't be too much...
