Confessions of A Working Girl

One more day and then the first week of classes will be over. Which is good, since I’m exhausted! It doesn’t help that, since coming back to school, I haven’t had a whole night’s sleep. For some reason, I’ve been waking up one or more times in the middle of the night. It’s really annoying, and I can’t figure out why!

Just from the first meeting with all the classes, I have the feeling that I will work harder this semester than any semester so far. My schedule is like so:

Monday: classes from 10-1 workstudy 3-8

Tuesday: class 11-12:15 workstudy 2-4

Wednesday: classes 10-1 workstudy 2-4 class 7-9:30

Thursday: class 11-12:15 school newspaper meeting 12:30-1:00 class 6:30-?

Friday: classes 10-1 workstudy 2-6

Well, the workstudy on Tuesdays and Wednesdays is slightly longer than I said due to travel time. And between all this I need to schedule in field experience for criminal justice. It’s possible that I’ll try to do some of my field experience during February and/or April vacation. I suppose if it really gets hard I could cut back on workstudy hours. But I don’t want to…since I’m going abroad next year, I need money! And as much as my parents may want to help, I know for a fact that they cannot afford to. As it is, they’ve already done more than enough by letting me pay them back for car insurance when I’m able instead of demanding the money every month.

The only other school news I have at the moment is that I found out that I spent $80 on the wrong book! When I’d emailed the teacher for that class at the end of next semester, she had told me the name of one book (the one I bought for $80) but when we got the syllabus the first day of class, a totally different book was listed! The teacher must have gotten confused. Ah well. I found the correct book for $15. I’m going to keep the other book because it is a class that I’m going to take in two years. I’m pretty sure that I’m going to take the class anyway. Hopefully they’ll use the same book. If not, I will at least have gained another valuable resource for information on criminal justice.

Today, my dad called. Apparently my Grandpa M is in the hospital! I was stunned. According to my dad, it started when my grandpa fell down on Christmas. Everyone thought it was nothing. But recently I guess there’ve been problems, so yesterday my dad drove over to my grandparents house so that my grandfather could go to a doctor’s appointment. The doctor sent him immediately to the emergency room. It turns out there was some bleeding in his brain…and he needs some colon thing…colonoscopy?  And his blood count was too low–low by like half!

So obviously they kept him in the hospital. They gave him more blood and he seemed to perk up. When my dad and grandma left him last night, he seemed fine. But then today, when they went to the hospital again, my grandpa didn’t seem to know where he is. He seems to think that he’s at a friend’s house….and he yelled at my dad and my Aunt M (my dad’s sister)  about leaving him without his pants and his wallet. I don’t know about the wallet, but my dad said that his pants were in the room, on the window seat. My dad said that being with my grandpa today was like being in the twilight zone. Apparently, my grandfather alternated between that confused anger, and trips down memory lane.

I was told that he’s going to have the colon-whatsis operation tomorrow, and he should be fine and out of the hospital by monday. The hospital people don’t seem concerned with his confusion, they think its ICU-itis, or something like that.

About now is the time that I slightly regret going to a school so far away from my family. Although, in this case, there’s nothing I could do, even if I was there. My Grandma seems to be taking this at least semi-calmly. When I called her, she was of the opinion that they’ll fix up my grandpa and he’ll be fine in no time.

So between classes, workstudy and scheduling field experience, I’ll be praying….

…oh, and I have Girl Scouts on Saturday.

1 Comment » Mrs. A.:

January 23rd, 2010 @ 10:11 am Your grandfather is in our prayers. Keep us updated about his status. Eat any Girl Scout cookies lately?