Thursday, September 30, 1999
3:10 PM, on the road to Holmes Jr College

Life lately has been... well, Great. I feel whole, complete. I actually feel like I have a sense of purpose. A lot has happened in the past month, and I'm not even going to try to give details on what happened.

I lost the usage of my right arm for a good three weeks. Funny story, really. Someone told me a story that was really painful sounding, and I made an exageratted facial expression and ended up pulling a muscle in my neck... which later spread to my shoulder, and then to my arm. I went to my doctor's office to see what was up, and he explained that I had nerve damage, but it wasn't too serious and gave me a trigger point injection right into the nerve. It should have numbed the nerve long enough for it to heal but it turned out that while it was numb the muscles clenched it like a dog with a chew toy. My arm hung at my side like a wet noodle for a few days. Gradually I got more of it back, starting with my pinky, then the rest of my hand, then I could get out a meager grip about a week later. Physical therapy helped a lot, and prayer helped even more.

4:15 PM, still on the road.

I don't know why, but I never minded long road trips, except that I really have to pee. Be right back.

Yeesh, that was fun. Anyway back to my arm. It's fine now, and I can play my sax again, but that doesn't really matter because I was moved to the put anyway. I kinda like it, it's something new and I don't have to march. At least I can get back on the internet now. I can also really start working on my research paper, thankfully my English teacher gave me time off to heal.

My car... heh. I have no car now. That sucker overheated and the engine is ruined. What's funny though, is that it happened on the DAY I got it back... after spending like $100 on two new tires. Oh well, less insurance I have to pay.

I have a bag of red hair. Don't ask how I got it.

I started working at Spencer's Gifts Thurstday. It's a great job, I love working there. I wish I was at work right now, but we have a game at Holmes Comm College, and I have no idea where that is. It's probably gonna be around 2 AM when I get back. I can't work this weekedn because Julie, Molly, and I are going to a youth retreat that's being run by my friend Jennifer and her husband Brian. I'm looking forward to it, but with as little sleep as I'm going to be getting these next few days I'm going to be dead tired by Monday. Note to self, buy a CD player when I can.

Mom's going to quit her job soon. The stress is really getting to her. Oh good, we're at Holmes now. I'll write when I can.

c 1999 Rabid Duckie Productions





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