Tuesday, April 23, 2013

I did it!

It took 11 years of frustration, sacrifice and sometimes tears.  But I did it.
Now I have a really expensive piece of paper, a really large mountain of student loan debt, an alumni pin, a novel looking for a publisher, and that persistent nagging feeling, What's next?

I'm really glad I was able to meet one of my major goals--I wanted to get my degree before I turned 30, and I squeaked by just 2 months shy of 29.  Not too shabby.  And my senior presentation went really well, although my graduation speech could have gone more smoothly.  (They made me go FIRST. Worst idea ever.)

Anyway, I'll be back soon with tales of my life as a new graduate.  Ta ta!

Monday, April 15, 2013

Oh, Boston.


I don't even know what to say about today.  I'm rocked by this tragedy more so than Newtown (although that's not to say I wasn't bothered by Newtown) because I grew up in Boston.  I was right in that area last month and the month before that.

There are so many conflicting reports coming in: was it a terrorist act? foreign or domestic? A single person or an organization? An isolated incident? If it was political, what were they trying to prove? At this point, no one can even seem to agree how many injuries and causalities there are.  I don't even know what to think, except that this one hit way too close to home.

I've been able to get in touch with all my friends, thank goodness.  But I'm still uneasy.  I hope we get some answers, soon, and that they aren't the kind that send us into war.  I'm not ready for the post 9-11 fear all over again.

I hope everyone is safe tonight and knows where their friends/family are.

Friday, April 5, 2013

Junk food fail?

For anyone who has been following my medical saga:

Since gluten was ruled out, I figured I'd give the chiropractor a shot.  It didn't work, and I had something like five attacks within January and February alone.  I asked my doctor if it could be something to do with my gallbladder, and he thought it could be possible.

I'm reluctant to say it is for sure, since before I was SO convinced it was gluten...but, we'll see.

My ultrasound is scheduled for tomorrow, and my plan was to eat all my "trigger foods" tonight so I'd have an attack, hoping that when they scanned my gallbladder the next day, I'd light up like a Christmas tree.  Or, you know, whatever happens when you get an ultrasound.  I want there to be no question in anyone's mind.

My worst trigger foods seem to be Dunkin Donuts croissants (although they don't set me off all the time, only most of the time) and pretty much anything at Ruby Tuesdays, although I can only remember it specifically happening when I've had the Zucchini Mini Burgers and their mashed potatoes.

So my plan was to eat 1 croissant mid-afternoon, and then the Zucchini Minis as close to the "cut off time" (I can't eat for 8 hours before the procedure) as possible.

Guess who was out of croissants today?  Dunkin Donuts.  (I had to drive a good 30 minutes out of my way to get one.)

Then, guess who was out of Zucchini Minis?  Yup, Ruby Tuesdays.

So much for that plan.

If it is in fact my gallbladder, the "gallbladder attacks" would be triggered by too much fat in the food I eat. (Which doesn't entirely make sense to me, because things like ice cream, fast food and pizza don't ever seem to set me off. And Ruby Tuesdays Zucchini Minis were touted as being one of the more healthy menu choices.) So I picked up a hamburger and ice cream on the way back home.

Anyway, I hope this ultrasound tomorrow will help me finally get to the bottom of this, because I'm really tired of people shrugging their shoulders and telling me I'm perfectly healthy.  Don't get me wrong--I like to hear that I'm perfectly healthy--but I'd love to know what I'm dealing with here.

Monday, April 1, 2013

Graduation: T minus 20

I graduate in 20 days, and today we received word that my advisor, poet laureate of New Hampshire, Walter Butts, had passed away yesterday.

None of us knew his illness had taken a turn for the worst until just recently, and as soon as we were notified I went out and bought him a card.  I didn't even get a chance to mail it yet, before I got a second email telling us of his passing.


It feels so odd.  Walter was the first person I ever met at Goddard, when I went to Discover Goddard Day back in...what was it now, 2010? 2011?  He was there representing the BFA program--he sat down with me and another student and answered our questions.  I wish I could remember his words now, but regardless, they were enough to draw me to the school.

And as things tend to come full circle, Walter was also my advisor for this final semester.  Both the man to welcome me and to usher me on to better things.  I'm very saddened by his passing and regret that I won't get to hear him speak at graduation.

It seems selfish now, but I wanted to buy his books and finally get his autograph.  But like with so many things, I waited.  And now the chance is gone.  I don't know when I'll learn to stop waiting. I make the mistake of frequently thinking there will always be more time...

We'll all miss you, Walter.  You've been an inspiration to us all.