<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:37:45.211-08:00</updated><category term='Emotions'/><category term='Fugue States'/><category term='School Updates'/><category term='Major Updates'/><category term='Medical Updates'/><category term='insight'/><title type='text'>From the Lips of Me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>270</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-8936485767226544577</id><published>2012-02-12T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T14:46:48.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Traveling Red Dress Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I haven't blogged in AGES. Between school, health, and family...I simply haven't found the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing great in school. I'm doing fine health-wise and though this week has brought some episodes, as Dr. M says "Sometimes life gets hard."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm doing great at home...I'm loving being an Aunty, and I love spending time with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, what inspired me to write today was none of the above. What inspired me to blog again was the Traveling Red Dress Project, which you can read more about &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)" href="http://thebloggess.com/2010/05/the-traveling-red-dress/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to find a red dress. I want to wear one and go to the park, or school, or the store and JUST LIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a spontaneous kind of gal. I plan my days very carefully to avoid having episodes or falling asleep in public. Unfortunately, as a dear friend said yesterday, "With Narcolepsy, if you don't plan breaks, breaks plan YOU." And he is so, so right. I need to take some time to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what better way to do that then with a fantastically absurd red dress??? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is my hope. That someone, somewhere out there has a red dress that wants to help someone out of their funk, and then I'll do the same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any of you have a plus-size dress (like, 20-22) I'd love to wear it and feel pretty and ridiculous and completely free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Bri&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-8936485767226544577?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/8936485767226544577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=8936485767226544577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/8936485767226544577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/8936485767226544577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2012/02/traveling-red-dress-project.html' title='Traveling Red Dress Project'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-3823622050138128986</id><published>2011-05-03T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T09:26:16.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Been a while.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life has caught up with me, or interfered (depending on who you talk to.) Either way I haven't been on here in forever, and for those of you who use this blog to see how I'm doing, I'm sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;But, I have some exciting news I wanted to post about!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Later this week I'm meeting with a local school that offers a way for me to get my HS diploma, as well as getting a degree in a field of my choice, but since it's still public schooling, it's free! So we're hoping that program will accept me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Annnd, I got my Prom dress!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;See&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K3mvgmuj6AE/TcAqs-WQRgI/AAAAAAAAAJo/XCGWzqC3oAI/s1600/bri%2Bprom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K3mvgmuj6AE/TcAqs-WQRgI/AAAAAAAAAJo/XCGWzqC3oAI/s400/bri%2Bprom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602524888587847170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RjpWXfFCstw/TcAqtQ8z9OI/AAAAAAAAAJw/E30A4VAeKuc/s1600/briprom2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RjpWXfFCstw/TcAqtQ8z9OI/AAAAAAAAAJw/E30A4VAeKuc/s400/briprom2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602524893581407458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is for Starlight Prom, and it'll be my 3rd year going, (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;" href="http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/03/march.html"&gt;Year 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;" href="http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2010/07/may-update.html"&gt;Year 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;) but my first year I got a gown, so for me, it's like my senior prom =D Plus I won't be using my chair this year at Prom either, because my older brother and his GF are coming with their car, so even were something to happen, it's not a big deal! SO EXCITED!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;That is all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-3823622050138128986?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/3823622050138128986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=3823622050138128986&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/3823622050138128986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/3823622050138128986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2011/05/been-while.html' title='Been a while.'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K3mvgmuj6AE/TcAqs-WQRgI/AAAAAAAAAJo/XCGWzqC3oAI/s72-c/bri%2Bprom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-6279903311903352061</id><published>2010-12-07T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T09:58:57.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update: Health</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;Physical Health:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Since my last post, I've started seeing a new doctor. She's a neurologist that specializes in sleep. With seeing her, I've also been put on new meds. I was put on Effexor XR, and antidepressant, to help with the cataplexy. It's doing it's job, physically, but mentally, it's thrown me for a ride.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm also now on a sleep medication. About a month back, I had an episode of sleep walking. I ended up going out my window and down the road. A neighbor called 911, and I was treated on-scene for cold and hypoglycemia. Because of that, and my history of "fugue states" she put me on a med used to treat sleep walking, Klonapin. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;It works...I can finally sleep through the night, it feels like. But it makes mornings hard. And I've been having problems with severe dizziness since I started the drug. A lot of days, I'm so dizzy I can't do more than stay laying flat or sitting up slightly. And it's like that most of the day, regardless of whether or not I eat, if I drink a ton of water or almost none, it doesn't seem to matter.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;Mental Health:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;This has been harder. As I said, the Effexor has been helping with cataplexy, but it's not been helping at all with my mind. I've been depressed, and I didn't quite realize the depth until Tuesday last week. I tried to run away from home. This wasn't me being a dramatic teen, trying to show my parents or anything. I literally got so depressed and stressed I felt like the only way out was to get out. A lot happened, which I don't want to go into here, but I ended up in the Emergency Room that night. I talked with a crisis counselor, and asked if I could get help. I didn't need the kind of help Kris could give me. I was so depressed that night I felt like there was more going on than I or my family could deal with. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Unfortunately, I was told that although there were beds available, I would not be placed in one that night, due to having Narcolepsy. I hadn't made a serious attempt on my life, in the sense most people think of in suicide attempts. But for me, running away is like trying to take my life. I had nowhere to go. I didn't have my medication, which would have left me with terrible withdrawal symptoms and completely at mercy to my condition, had I even made it through a night. And I was told, bluntly, that had I tried to make an attempt on my life, it would not have gotten me into a bed. I would have been fixed up in the Emergency Room, and sent home just like I was Tuesday night. I didn't realize how screwed up our health care system is, but Tuesday showed me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm doing better, both mentally and physically, and have an appointment with my sleep specialist, Dr. M, on Friday. I'll know more then.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;More to come...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;~Bri&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-6279903311903352061?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/6279903311903352061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=6279903311903352061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/6279903311903352061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/6279903311903352061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2010/12/update-health.html' title='Update: Health'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-6621603624592176244</id><published>2010-12-07T09:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T12:12:57.628-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Updates'/><title type='text'>Update: School</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Okay...where to start?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Since I last posted, a lot of stuff has changed education-wise. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;First, I started at NP, an alternative school in my district. Things seemed to be working out there. The classes were small, and I was on track to graduate. The work was independent, which I like, but I also missed my friends from FP. I was only in school on campus two afternoons a week, and even with that, I was having a hard time managing making it through the day, if I even made it to school. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;So...I started thinking again about my other options. I knew I could just struggle through the year, but I don't thinks that's whats best for me health wise. So I looked into getting my GED.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;For me, it is an internal struggle. I have worked SO hard over the last 4 years to be able to graduate with a class (forget MY class, I just wanted to walk) but even that seems too far out of reach right now.  But the more I think about it, the more I realize that it's not that I'm giving up. I'm taking steps to finish my education. Can it make getting a job in the future harder? Yes. Can it make getting into a college harder? Yes. But I don't feel like the stress is good for my body. I don't want to have to "just push through" this year. I want to feel accomplished when I get my certificate saying I completed my high school education, whether that's a GED or diploma.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;So that's where I am as far as school is concerned.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;More to come...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;~Bri&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-6621603624592176244?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/6621603624592176244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=6621603624592176244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/6621603624592176244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/6621603624592176244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2010/12/update-school.html' title='Update: School'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-3988809926483811564</id><published>2010-10-27T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T23:11:17.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starlight Luncheon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I was asked to speak as a Starlight Teen at the Annual Starlight Luncheon on October 18th. I gladly accepted and had a blast! This post will end with some pictures of my outfit (and Tessie) and an article of the luncheon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pnwlocalnews.com/east_king/red/news/105361538.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;http://www.pnwlocalnews.com/east_king/red/news/105361538.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDUU6SNuL7I/TMkTlY57pZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/-L0KRFc1soE/s400/Starlight+Luncheon+031.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532975150262887826" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDUU6SNuL7I/TMkTk6aFGeI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Rqhcc2WeVso/s400/Starlight+Luncheon+022.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDUU6SNuL7I/TJ67Q96jTYI/AAAAAAAAAI4/8D9jr6RJ-tQ/s400/hossy+sbw.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521056093375253890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOO Long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Okay, maybe I'll get back into what I did with the rest of my summer later, but for now, I'm just going to update on the past week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Last Thursday, I went down while I was taking a test, during my lunch period. No big deal, thought everyone, until I started having problems with my breathing.  I was experiencing cycles of hyperventilation, followed by periods of apnea. The problem was, that it was taking a looong time for my body to kick back in with that whole breathing thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So medics were called, and I was taken to the hospital. Okay, we've dealt with new things before. Only this time, it was baddd. I was intubated Thursday at about 1 PM, and I woke up out of the sedatives on Friday morning at 8. My whole day, gone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I got out of the ICU at about 9 Friday night, and was released from the hospital on Saturday morning.  Because the periods of apnea were so prolonged before the intubation, I actually suffered from something called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Atelectasis"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;atelectasis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;. Basically what happened is because there wasn't enough pressure in my lungs, the alveoli started to collapse.  That, plus the massive amounts of Propofol I was on (twice the maximum amount ICU pumps allow) kept me home for a few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;On Monday, I experienced this again, while leaving my doctor's office. Once again I was intubated, only they didn't sedate me well, and as I came out of an episode, I pulled the tube out about 30 min after it was put in. They treated me on O2 for a bit, but let me go home that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Then, again on Thursday I had another bout of this that sent me to the ER. This time, the ER doc basically employed a "wait and see" policy. She decided not to intubate, and just used an Ambu-Bag when my breathing stopped. This helps decrease over-all stress levels, and the episodes resolved on their own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So. When I was in the ICU, a sleep specialist talked to my parents, and they agreed I need to be on something for the Cataplexy. We don't know that this is what's causing the breathing issues, because those seem to be tied closely to stress, but we do know that since I've been on the anti-depressant, my regular episodes of Cataplexy have already cut back, and I just feel better in general. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;School is going well, for the most part this year. I've missed quite a bit, I'd say 2-3 weeks already, but I'm staying caught up in my classes, and I really enjoy all of them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm taking Senior English, Freshman English-Credit Retrieval, World History, Civics, Anatomy and Physiology, and Sports Medicine. So.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Yup. That's what's been up the last week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Okay, I'm gonna go now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*Pic from the ICU after extubation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-301677416853772890?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/301677416853772890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=301677416853772890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/301677416853772890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/301677416853772890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2010/09/how-long-overdue.html' title='How long overdue?'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDUU6SNuL7I/TJ67Q96jTYI/AAAAAAAAAI4/8D9jr6RJ-tQ/s72-c/hossy+sbw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-3486653296564361962</id><published>2010-07-29T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T10:36:19.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>July Update thus far.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Social: &lt;/span&gt;The first week of July, siblings were gone on their summer vacations over the fourth, so Mom, Dad and I were at it alone. I stayed with some friends during the day for the week, so Mom and Dad could work. I really enjoyed the time away from the house, it felt good to get out. I've also stayed the night at N's last week, and we did some 2+ hours of exploring the water front. Her mom was on call and her dad was running on the water front, so was very close just *in case* but all went well and I had a blast!!  I've also spent some time with Ms. E so that's been fun.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;School: What school?? It's summer break =P&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I did go get registered at FP, and am excited with the classes I'm signed up to take next year. No math or science, but I'll manage!  Also, instead of trying to fight for a para without me being on an IEP, the school has agreed we'll see how Tessie does first. Now, she's not been in a school setting full time, but we expect her to do very well!! This is what we've been training her for, so!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Health:&lt;/span&gt; On &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;July 1st&lt;/span&gt;, I had a fugue state and wandered a couple blocks from the house. Due to our good pre-planning of going to the fire station and introducing me, my condition, and Tess, the situation was handled well by the responding fire fighters. I was already alert when they got there, so they put me in the ambulance and took me home. Their only concern was my blood pressure, but I assured them it's not uncommon for it to rise, so they released me. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;On &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;July 8th&lt;/span&gt;, I had a second fugue state. Both days I was home with sisters, but had been sitting outside, and both were severely influenced by being in a new house and the heat.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt;, on the 8th, it was about 90 degrees out, and the asphalt was even hotter. When I collapsed, I landed on the roadside and got &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;2nd&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;1st&lt;/span&gt; degree burns on my arms and legs.  This time, I was taken to the hospital, and treated and let home. For the first time, no one had called my parents first, so it was a completely new experience. Not only was I at a new hospital, I had to deal with the nurses, admissions nurse, and all that alone. I called mom and dad as soon as I was allowed, and didn't DIE...but I'd rather never do it again lol.  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've been doing well still, and the few spots that got &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;2nd&lt;/span&gt; degree burns are coming along in healing.  I also got a medical alert necklace that doubles as a USB, so I can store more detailed info on it. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Family:&lt;/span&gt;  As I've said, siblings took off the first week of July, so Mom, Dad, and I finished cleaning the old house ourselves. We got it done and never have to go back!! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I liked the time just the three of us got to spend together, especially the time Mom and I got. I know we used to, and still do to a point, spend a lot of time together at doctor's visits, tests, and hossy stays, but it felt nice to go to garage sales, and shopping, and do "normal" mom and daughter things.  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-3486653296564361962?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/3486653296564361962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=3486653296564361962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/3486653296564361962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/3486653296564361962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2010/07/july-update-thus-far.html' title='July Update thus far.'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-1135192987343873724</id><published>2010-07-29T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T10:17:57.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Social: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Not much happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;School: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;The end of school went well. I was able to finish a ceramics project for my teachers. I made 11 cups, glazed them in a deep blue on the outside and a golden yellow on the inside, then painted in gold on the outside of each one "SHS" with a paw-print. The cups were a hit, and everyone was excited to receive theirs. I had a lot of discussions with my teachers. All of them congratulated me on job well done this year, on keeping up my grades and staying focused despite the challenges I did face from the N/C. I'll really miss Stadium, but I'm glad that I had the time there I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Health:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt; So, health-wise, things were finally more stable. The meds leveled out in my system which helped. I also started birth control to help level out my hormones before and after my period. I was having horrible symptom, anger; anxiety; and it wasn't helping with my episodes at all! Luckily, since I've been on it, I've not had the same emotional roller-coaster, not just the week before and during my period, but all month is better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Family:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt; We did get the house in Summit, so much of June was spent going from school, to packing at the old house, to going to paint at the new house after mom and dad got off work and during the weekends.  It was very, very hectic. And towards the end of the month, Ash, Tori, and Bub had trips planned, so the very last bit of cleaning the old house was left to Mom, Dad and I. We got it done, with very few episodes on my part, as I would take time to sleep if I needed or cool down if I needed.  The last week of June, we started living in the new house, OUR house, full time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-1135192987343873724?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/1135192987343873724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=1135192987343873724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/1135192987343873724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/1135192987343873724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2010/07/june-update.html' title='June Update'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-1703177620362893119</id><published>2010-07-20T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T10:00:28.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Social: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Prom was fantastic! I had a blast. Toward the end I had an episode, and &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;had to go to the ER at the paramedic's&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDUU6SNuL7I/TEXb3-PvnEI/AAAAAAAAAIY/6E8C2h_yq1o/s1600/DSC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 118px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDUU6SNuL7I/TEXb3-PvnEI/AAAAAAAAAIY/6E8C2h_yq1o/s200/DSC_0011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496040674923879490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; requests&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDUU6SNuL7I/TEXb4ZKJzUI/AAAAAAAAAIg/FevSKK1iwK0/s1600/Camara+offload+097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDUU6SNuL7I/TEXb4ZKJzUI/AAAAAAAAAIg/FevSKK1iwK0/s200/Camara+offload+097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496040682148187458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;. I was also, after prom, asked an &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;amazing thing!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I was asked to write up "My Story" for a Starlight newsletter. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I was also asked to&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDUU6SNuL7I/TEXb4_cDpNI/AAAAAAAAAIo/G8-y79aw-fY/s1600/Camara+offload+154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 121px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDUU6SNuL7I/TEXb4_cDpNI/AAAAAAAAAIo/G8-y79aw-fY/s200/Camara+offload+154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496040692423828690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; be a guest speaker at the Starlight Luncheon in October, both of which I said yes to. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I also got to &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;go to a friend's &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;house a few times and stay the night, which was cool &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;for realizing I could handle my &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;condition outside of home, without family around.  We also got into the house in Summit and started packing.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;School:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; School went well the first half of May, but it was complicated. I was out of my chair full time in all my classes, unless I deemed it a bad day, or my para was uneasy for whatever reason and I stayed in my chair. Still, my grades dropped because my meds stopped being effective at the dose I was on.  I also had three bad episodes, which I'll go into more in health.  I still kept my grades above C's in all but one class, my junior english class.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Health: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Okay, so this sucked health-wise. I had to bump my meds up to 50mg because at 40, I started falling asleep in class towards the end of the day. With finals coming up, I needed as much class time as I could get.  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;On May 8? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;I had an episode in Geo, just got too hot, and fell out of my desk. I landed on my left shoulder and bruised my collarbone. It took about a month to get over that, but all good now. Then, towards the end of the month, the 18th and 19th, I was in the middle of my med change. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The 18th&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;, I went out to the water fountain outside 3rd period to fill my water bottle. I slipped on some water, scared myself, and hit my head when I went down. I was taken to the ER for a CT scan, and let go with just a goose-egg. I was taken to TG, because I'm no longer young enough for MB, so it was a bit new. But it went so well, we weren't concerned.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Then, the 19th&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;, things were a bit more serious.  I had a sub para, and the school nurse and her assistant were also out. Now, I'd worked with all 3 subs before, so I wasn't concerned for the day. However, after 3rd period, I was using the bathroom and had an episode. During the episode, I started having shallow breathing. This is something that's happened before, but the sub nurse apparently thought I stopped breathing, and said she couldn't feel my pulse. She began CPR.  To restate, I DID NOT stop breathing.  Fortunately(Un?) she wasn't pressing hard enough, and didn't break anything.  When the paramedics got there, they put me on O2, ran an EKG, and weren't concerned, but took me to the ER to be checked, for obvious reasons. Things were a bit more hectic that visit, with multiple IV's started and more tests run, but things still went smoothly.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I also had a fugue state on the&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt; 24th&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;, the Monday after. I was given Narcan when the paramedics were treating me because I was in a very deep episode, and my breathing was again shallow. Even though the responding medics knew me, they hadn't ever seen me so out. We think the seriousness of the episodes was due to med change/finals/moving stress.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eventually though, my meds leveled out and things got back on track towards the end of May.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-1703177620362893119?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/1703177620362893119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=1703177620362893119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/1703177620362893119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/1703177620362893119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2010/07/may-update.html' title='May Update'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDUU6SNuL7I/TEXb3-PvnEI/AAAAAAAAAIY/6E8C2h_yq1o/s72-c/DSC_0011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-550692002825836361</id><published>2010-04-21T21:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T21:29:08.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Social Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So, we're not in the house in Summit yet. Turns out, they needed to fix the septic system, as it hasn't been touched since 1957. But, a new one is finally in, and we're told we'll be signing paperwork on Monday. This is like, the 6 billionth time they've said that, but it sounds like they're for real now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I've still been getting out. It's been good to have breaks from family, even if only for an hour or so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Prom is on May 1st!!!!!!!!!!! SOOOOO excited for this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Going to Starlight Prom again this year, and I can't wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Urm, again, I'm pretty tired, I think this is it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-550692002825836361?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/550692002825836361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=550692002825836361&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/550692002825836361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/550692002825836361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2010/04/social-update.html' title='Social Update'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-1983445612671444865</id><published>2010-04-21T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T12:12:57.629-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Updates'/><title type='text'>School Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Okay. Like I said, I've been getting out of my chair in all my classes. Even Geometry hasn't been a problem. I've been filling my water bottle with ice-cold water in the nurse's office before class, so if I get too hot I have a way to cool down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;My classes are all going well. My current grades are....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt; A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;in Ceramics-love this class, absolutely the best way to start the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;2)&lt;/span&gt; E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; in Junior English- also love this class, but don't love the way she does grades. She enters assignments before it's due, so it looks like you haven't turned it in. So, my grade, which in all honesty would be like, a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;, is currently an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;, because of those phantom assignments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;3) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;in Medical Careers-rocking this class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;4) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; in US History due to missing work, in the process of fixing this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;5) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;C+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; in Geometry, and this grade is on the rise as my teacher enters back work, so it should be higher in the next couple of days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;6) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;B-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; in Biology, which is SO cool!!! Yep, and it's going to be higher for this as well, once I get a 6 point assignment in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Urm...I think that's it for now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-1983445612671444865?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/1983445612671444865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=1983445612671444865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/1983445612671444865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/1983445612671444865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2010/04/school-update.html' title='School Update'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-2584925009033736877</id><published>2010-04-21T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T20:53:56.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Health Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Okay...so, lots since February.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'm out of my chair in all classes in school. I've been walking around the school for minor trips (&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;across the courtyard, from one side of the school to another, etc.&lt;/span&gt;) but still have to use my chair in the hallways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;My sleep schedule was fixed, for a while, but it got screwed up again. When I stay up too late or sleep in, it's just bad for me. I need to get better about regulating it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;As far as episodes go, I've been doing well. I haven't had a full body episode in so long, during the day. I have had some at night, along with a minor increase in sleep paralysis/hallucinations, but it doesn't seem serious, though I'll be bringing it up with my doc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Emotionally, I've had a few more struggles, but it's for the best. I've been working on leaving counseling, as I've met all my goals again and again. Kris and I see each other once a month now. Between these times, it's gotten tense, and yes, I've had some meltdowns. But at the same time, it's been good. I'm actually learning how to deal with struggles, and have made strides in making Mom and Dad understand where I'm coming from. It's been hard, and sometimes feels like its&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; steps forward, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt; steps back, but I know things are improving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I've been going on walks more and more. I've gone on &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt; unaccompanied walks, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; of those with Tessie. Mom and Dad have been really cool with it, as long as I check in every 15 minutes, and only go to the library, or they know the route I'll be taking. It's worked so far, and I hope it will stay like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; Umm...one thing I've noticed more and more lately is that my heart has  been giving me some trouble. I don't know how serious it is, and my parents have been a little worried about making  a  big deal of it, I think because they're wary about going down a huge road of problems again.  Every day or so, my heart seems to keep skipping beats. It's extremely unsettling, but I had the school nurse check me out, and she said while I may be experiencing these symptoms, my blood pressure and pulse have been fine and my heart sounds fine (&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;she's checked for the last few days&lt;/span&gt;) and it's been on an off, so it probably isn't that serious. Still, I'd prefer to get it checked out, but I was told it's probably best to wait. This is one of those, "Do I rank higher because it's my body, or do they rank higher because it's their insurance" things. Anyways, time will tell with that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So umm...I think this is it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-2584925009033736877?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/2584925009033736877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=2584925009033736877&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/2584925009033736877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/2584925009033736877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2010/04/health-update.html' title='Health Update'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-4787776414388934880</id><published>2010-04-21T20:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T20:30:04.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's been....a long time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;So anyways. Updates by section, you know the drill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-4787776414388934880?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/4787776414388934880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=4787776414388934880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/4787776414388934880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/4787776414388934880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2010/04/hi-again.html' title='Hi again'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-6305932252904484807</id><published>2010-02-16T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T21:10:12.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay! 4 classes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm getting out of my chair in &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; classes in school now! Yay!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Today was wonderful. I had missed Thursday, but it was pretty easy getting the work to make up. I have a test in US History, which I'll be making up either tomorrow or Thursday. And, we did research in two of my classes (&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Biology and Junior English&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;) for those classes' research papers. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Ceramic pieces are looking nice too, my tiles are being fired and my tray is setting to dry now.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And, in other exciting news, this week my Aunt is here. I haven't seen her since I was &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;weeee&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; little, but she's here this week visiting. So she'll be coming over tomorrow, and then also Saturday. I'm happy!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Okay. Chores and homework beckon. ew.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;~Bri&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-6305932252904484807?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/6305932252904484807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-2969055606011732251</id><published>2010-02-13T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T20:40:19.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics from today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDUU6SNuL7I/S3d9HTIG3wI/AAAAAAAAAIA/lrqIsE2Jfks/s1600-h/DSC00921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDUU6SNuL7I/S3d9HTIG3wI/AAAAAAAAAIA/lrqIsE2Jfks/s400/DSC00921.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437952639419997954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-8365556311881072598</id><published>2010-02-13T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T20:44:01.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woodland Park Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I had a lot of fun today at the zoo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Ash, Mom and I went. We got tickets through &lt;a href="http://www.starlight.org/washington/greatescapes/"&gt;Great Escapes&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;LOVE this program&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;We were there for probably&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; hours, and I didn't use my chair!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;It was so cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Kinda rainy, which was sad because most of the animals were hiding, but cool too, because it wasn't so crowded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I hope we can do this again sometime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Pictures to follow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-8365556311881072598?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/8365556311881072598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=8365556311881072598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/8365556311881072598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/8365556311881072598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2010/02/woodland-park-zoo.html' title='Woodland Park Zoo'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-1539479222358512089</id><published>2010-02-12T14:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T22:03:51.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrap up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;So a lot has been happening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;I'm not going to make promises to post more often, because I seem to jinx myself when I say that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;But I'll try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-1539479222358512089?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/1539479222358512089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=1539479222358512089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/1539479222358512089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/1539479222358512089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2010/02/wrap-up.html' title='Wrap up'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-6389412914333792198</id><published>2010-02-12T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T18:44:47.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Social Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;  color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;SO, I've been having super loads of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 30-31, I went to N's house for a sleepover. SUPER fun.&lt;br /&gt;AND I went Bowling!!! I haven't done this in like, 5 years. AND I went and saw Avatar in 3-D with her. AND, I didn't even bring my chair!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I had a super good time. I've just been getting out more, for walks, to the store, etc. which is all good for me mentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna lump family into social today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;We put an offer in on a house in Summit, about 15 min. south of here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;It was accepted, and we move in sometime before/maybe slightly after the end of the month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;So. The 2 year wait is finally over. I will have to switch schools, but not until next year. My parents are going to make it happen so Ash and I can continue to come until the year is over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I'm excited, I like their programs, but I'm also nervous, because it's just one more school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;So yup. That's what's going on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-6389412914333792198?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/6389412914333792198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=6389412914333792198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/6389412914333792198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/6389412914333792198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2010/02/social-update.html' title='Social Update'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-8597978758979747621</id><published>2010-02-12T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T12:12:57.629-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Updates'/><title type='text'>School Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So. I have some gooood news!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I've been getting out of my chair at school!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Let me back up to January. Remember I said there had been talk about me getting out because of my CPR cert?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Well, Dr. H wrote a letter saying at my team's (me, my para, the nurse, the teacher) discretion, I could start exiting my chair and moving to a regular desk in classes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Then my para, PT and I sat down and decided which classes we would start with. Before semester change, it was 1p and 3p. These were my two quietest classes, and the kids were more aware of my condition/why I used the chair. I got my CPR cert no problem episode wise, but was shaking like a leaf nonetheless, because we had to go up in front of the class to perform, and I have TERRIBLE stage fright. I'm not one to perform in front of people without the safety of my desk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Anyways, that went well. My grades at semester were as follows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;1-P (pass)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;2-E (no credit. I need to make up an essay, then I'll get the credit back)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;3-A (my rock star class!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;4-C (yay!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;5-C (again, yay!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;6-E ( no credit, no chance for recovery.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;For 6th period (Sophomore English) I'll need to do credit retrieval. 2nd period's credit retrieval consists of finishing an essay I was gone for at the beginning of the year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Okay. So then my new classes for second semester, along with if I get out of my chair or not, follows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;1p- Ceramics: Beginner &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;2p- Junior English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;3p- Medical Careers &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;4p- U.S. History&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;5p- Geometry &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;6p- Biology &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;*&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I am getting out of my chair, permission to walk around classroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;** &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;am looking at transferring to a desk, will talk about classroom freedom as well later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Geometry is a very warm classroom because the teacher also does Computer Programing. He uses the comps to teach, which is the best learning method I've encountered when it comes to math, but it means &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;30+&lt;/span&gt; comps going in an enclosed space, no open windows, and all this equals stress and very hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So, for now I may start getting out of my chair to a desk, then if things go well I may be able to walk around the classroom. However, towards summer, the class gets super-hot again, and I may have to return to my chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So yeah. That's where we are. Doing super well in my classes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Stay tuned for a social update!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-8597978758979747621?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/8597978758979747621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=8597978758979747621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/8597978758979747621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/8597978758979747621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2010/02/school-update.html' title='School Update'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-5648515300968376991</id><published>2010-02-12T13:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T14:25:14.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Health Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;As far as episodes go, they've been &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;WAY&lt;/span&gt; down, minor, and short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I still have been having a few, especially at night, but mostly limited to a little weakness and brain fog, not full body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We heard back from Stanford about my hypocretin levels, finally. So, they're within normal limits. While this isn't the news we were hoping for, it's not a lost cause. They said that there are a few things to keep in mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;) I'm the youngest person they have a sample on. While parents bring their children in to be diagnosed, few go so far as to have a spinal tap done, and few need it. The average age of samples is like, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;28&lt;/span&gt;. These people have had the disorder since they were teens, but &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;10-12&lt;/span&gt; years for the hypocretin in their body to break down. It may be that in &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;10-12&lt;/span&gt; years my levels would be that low, but there is no way to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;)There is somewhere around a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;%&lt;/span&gt; rate of atypical patients. They may have the symptoms, but normal hypocretin. They may have decreased hypocretin + symptoms, but normal sleep study. And, they may have the HLA markers, symptoms, and response to treatment, but &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;WNL&lt;/span&gt; sleep study and hypocretin. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;--&lt;/span&gt;That's me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;) Regardless of what this is, it's responding to treatment. So we keep treating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I stayed home yesterday, and almost every Thursday in over a month. It's not me trying to get out of assignments, or tests, it's something wonky with my sleep pattern.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Sometime right before this all started happening, I stayed up too late on a Wednesday night. When this happens, it can be VERY hard to wake me up in the morning. This must have coincided with me not feeling well one morning, and mom deciding I could stay home. Thus, I was able to sleep in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Things like this can majorly screw up my sleep schedule and take weeks or months to correct.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Case in point, for the last month, I've been getting home from school on Wednesday, struggling to stay awake long enough to get some homework done, going to bed at &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;, waking up at &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;9-10-ish&lt;/span&gt; for dinner, then going straight back to bed. Even with all this extra sleep, come the next morning I'm impossible to wake up, and no matter how hard I try to drag myself out of bed, I just keep drifting back to dreamland, rather quickly. Then, I need to stay home, and the cycle continues. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The easy thing would be to try and break the cycle, but that would require me to mess with my (&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;current, albeit bad&lt;/span&gt;) sleep schedule, which could create a whole separate issue.I don't even want to think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Part of the reason this is so hard is because the stimulants are working- too well. Yes, I said it, the meds that keep me awake during the day and help my floppiness are not quite welcome in my body. We were told to expect some issues sleeping, and I'm having them. Dr. H did say at my last appointment in January that if at by my next appointment in March I'm still not sleeping well, we can discuss sleep aids. This would help me reset my internal schedule over a weekend, and that plus a strict bedtime/wake time (&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;even on weekends&lt;/span&gt;) should get me out of this mess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;On to school!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-5648515300968376991?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/5648515300968376991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=5648515300968376991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/5648515300968376991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/5648515300968376991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2010/02/health-update.html' title='Health Update'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-320777191493081992</id><published>2010-02-12T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T13:46:06.552-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been how long?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Way, Way, WAY too long. Sorry to all of my loyal readers, I know most of you use this as a way of checking up on me, and without this you're a bit lost as to what's going on in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Don't worry though, I've not been gone because of a downward turn, but an upward turn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I think I'll try a monthly update, for both January and up 'til today in February, so you know what's going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Okay, here goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;P.S. Read the next post =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-320777191493081992?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/320777191493081992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=320777191493081992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/320777191493081992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/320777191493081992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-been-how-long.html' title='It&apos;s been how long?'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-1650091658540416627</id><published>2010-01-07T14:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T14:43:53.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Social Update.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I've been excited about this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Okay, so I'm proud to say I've been able to go out, without parents or siblings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I have this friend, N. She's...amazing, to say the least. And yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Okay, for my birthday, she took me to get my nails done. I've never had it done before, and I was afraid, because my nails have been so gross. But, they've been better. SO, I got them done! They're SO pretty, and it was awesome to have that experience!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I've also been out to dinner with her, because neither of us could go to Winter Formal this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;On Saturday, I went to her house all day. We watched movies, made cookies, and just BS'd. We also got our nails done then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So yeah. I'm just....excited to be able to have this fun stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-1650091658540416627?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/1650091658540416627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=1650091658540416627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/1650091658540416627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/1650091658540416627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2010/01/social-update.html' title='Social Update.'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-6008126726634907984</id><published>2010-01-07T14:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T14:34:51.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Health Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I've been doing &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt; much better!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I switched my meds to Vyvanse over Christmas Break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Easiest way to measure my progress is that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt; I've been going out without my chair. Grocery stores, Kris's office, that sort of thing. But it's progress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;2)&lt;/span&gt; At school, we're actually discussing me being out of my chair. And, I've been getting out during lunch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I have to get certified in CPR/First Aid in Medical Careers in order to get my crossover credit, but that would be hard, because of my chair. Except, it may not be impossible. I've been talking to everyone involved (&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Nurse, Teacher, Counselor, PT&lt;/span&gt;) and all have been pretty open to me getting out to get certified, as long as I have Dr. H's permission. So I'll be asking next Wednesday, when I see him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So. Yup. Things are looking good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-6008126726634907984?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/6008126726634907984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=6008126726634907984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/6008126726634907984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/6008126726634907984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2010/01/health-update.html' title='Health Update'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-3769268447101199552</id><published>2010-01-07T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T12:12:57.629-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Updates'/><title type='text'>School Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Hi there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;I'm doing better in school, sort of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Independent Study Geometry:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;I have &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt; (Pass.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;I'm on track for next semester, when I'll join a regular class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Junior English:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;My current grade is an &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;, because I haven't turned in an essay yet. It's done, but not in yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Otherwise, it would be a B or maybe A?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Medical Careers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;A-&lt;/span&gt;, and once some more work is in, it'll be a solid A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;US History:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;It's currently at an &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;, but I'm working on getting it to at least a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt; by semester.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Biology:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;I HAVE A &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;!!!! SO excited. Mostly because before Christmas Break, it was an &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; (not even CLOSE to passing.) AND, I have two more assignments to turn in, one of which is really combined assignment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Sophomore English:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;I have an &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; in this class as well. I need to have a discussion with my teacher to see what I need to do to just pass. I'm trying really hard to get caught up, but I need to know what all will be required.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;All in all I'm doing better in the classes I wanted to get caught up in. Plus, I've made it to all my classes, unless I'm sick, like, normal person sick. Which is how I am right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;And...I'm working toward getting out of my chair at school, which is exciting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;That's all for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-3769268447101199552?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/3769268447101199552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=3769268447101199552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/3769268447101199552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/3769268447101199552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2010/01/school-update.html' title='School Update'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-8126615300828280732</id><published>2010-01-06T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T22:23:11.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay! Happy 18th!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'm 18 today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Scary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;It was good, I had a lot of fun. I had to come home early, however, because I'm coming down with a bad cough....sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Anyways, doing well. Tessie is working out wonderfully, she's truly a god-send.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Need to go to bed now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-8126615300828280732?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/8126615300828280732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=8126615300828280732&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/8126615300828280732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/8126615300828280732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2010/01/yay-happy-18th.html' title='Yay! Happy 18th!'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-1219530093190756425</id><published>2010-01-01T00:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T00:31:05.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year's!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy New Year's!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;My resolution this year is two-part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I want to write more, at least once a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;AND, I want to keep up in school, and get out of the chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-1219530093190756425?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/1219530093190756425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=1219530093190756425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/1219530093190756425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/1219530093190756425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-years.html' title='Happy New Year&apos;s!'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-4455218384859224830</id><published>2009-12-27T11:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T13:12:48.015-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Hey all, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Something's been...off. I don't know. I haven't had the motivation to post, even though I've had plenty to post about. Guess I'm just having a bit of a harder time pulling myself out of this funk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Anyways, we'll do this step by step, like usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;Health:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've chanced meds from Daytrana to Vyvanse.  It's an extended release form of Adderall. It's working wonders! I'm able to stay awake during the day, and actually feel awake. The only issues are me not being able to sleep as well, but we'll work on that.  I did notice that while on the Vyvanse, because I'm not hungry at all, I've gotten a bit shaky. I just need to keep an eye on what I'm putting in my body, and if it's only a little bit, make sure it's nutritious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Still nothing from Stanford about the LP. I hope that comes soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had to fill out a Living Will and a Medical Power of Attorney yesterday. That was scary, mostly just because I HAD to do one before I turn 18.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;School:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Also going well. I continued to get out of my chair at lunch, and haven't had any issues. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My grades ARE improving, even though the letter grades haven't changed, my percentages have gone up, which is good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I absolutely love my para. She's wonderful. She lets me do my own work, helps if I ask, and keeps me on task, which is something I did need help with. I'm so glad she's going to be working with me all year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;Social&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm turning 18 soon!! on the 6th. I'm so happy/nervous. I'll be a legal adult! OMG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've been getting out with friends, and doing things. I'm so happy I'm doing things again, it's making me feel more normal lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have plans to do things with high school friends. It's a welcome change!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;Tessie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;      &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;She's doing so well!!! She's adjusted beautifully here. I can't make a move off the couch/chair/bed without her following me. She's still been alerting to my episodes (if they're stress or heat based) but since the meds are working, she's not had as much opportunity to show her stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;We've taken her out now many times with me in my chair. After finding the right size leash (3ft) she's able to walk with me without a problem. We still need to work on turning, and I don't think she was taken to pet stores much, as she's still nervous in them, but we're working on it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Next Friday we're taken her to get groomed and to meet back up with her previous owner for two reasons. So she can see how Tess is doing, and so she can go over all commands Tess knows and make sure I'm doing them correctly. I'm really the one that needs to learn, not Tess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;We won't be able to get her Public Access Tested until May, so she won't be able to come to school with me until next year, so this next year will be spent getting her (and me!) trained correctly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;So yeah. That's most of what has happened in December. I've gotten to go out with friends. I have been out of my chair at school, and been fine. And I have Tessie!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-4455218384859224830?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/4455218384859224830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=4455218384859224830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/4455218384859224830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/4455218384859224830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/12/december-update.html' title='December Update'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-8116880157731404601</id><published>2009-11-26T17:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T17:57:04.029-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long overdue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;This post has been long overdue. And, a LOT has happened since my last post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Health:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;-My meds were updated to 20mg from 15mg. I was having such a hard time staying awake in school, and at home. I was getting about 14 hours of sleep a day, just not at the right times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;-I've recovered from the LP issues. The back strain and headache went away about a week after the LP. I'm doing much better now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;-We're still waiting for the results from the LP, hopefully those will come soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;School:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;-I hit a rough patch in my grades for a while. They dropped to 3 E's and 3 C's, which is NOT normal, because of the sleep problems at school. I'm finally doing better, and they've picked up to 3 A's and 3 C's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;-I have my new para. She's absolutely wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;-I've been able to get out of my chair during lunch each day for the last 3 days. It's very helpful to get that exercise in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have a doggy!!!  Her name is Tessie, she's 40 lbs, and 18 inches tall. For the last 3 months we've been communicating with a local Australian Shepard breeder to get a puppy. We were planning on training this puppy into a service dog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;When we contacted them, the breeder told us that she had a dog available that was 2 years old, trained, and able to pick things up. We looked into this dog, and on Sunday we went and picked her up! We're doing a 2 week trial, but I don't think there is anything that could make her not work!  She's so well behaved, and doing everything we needed/wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDUU6SNuL7I/Sw8xB0hAj0I/AAAAAAAAADc/ygVNydGiJ2s/s1600/Tess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 128px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDUU6SNuL7I/Sw8xB0hAj0I/AAAAAAAAADc/ygVNydGiJ2s/s200/Tess.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408595584841977666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So yeah. That's &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;SOME&lt;/span&gt; of the stuff that's been going on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Oh! Saturday we were able to go to Trans-Siberian Orchestra thanks to Starlight Children's Foundation. We had a BLAST! Except, I fell asleep. At the concert. In the middle of a number. If you've ever been or heard about them, you'd know how hard that is. Yet, I was tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;*&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;sigh&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Oh So Excited for Tessie!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Bye for now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-8116880157731404601?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/8116880157731404601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=8116880157731404601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/8116880157731404601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/8116880157731404601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/11/long-overdue.html' title='Long overdue'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDUU6SNuL7I/Sw8xB0hAj0I/AAAAAAAAADc/ygVNydGiJ2s/s72-c/Tess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-1017399495460280794</id><published>2009-11-06T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T18:04:03.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Headache Headache go away,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Come again...never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Still have the headache. I've been getting as much bed rest as possible, but after a few hours of laying down, my back starts cramping so I have to get up. I sit for about &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;30&lt;/span&gt; minutes with a heating pad on my back, then lay back down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Except right now, because of dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I don't know what we'll do if it stays like this. I mean, I know what is usually done, but &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I have an &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I.E.P.&lt;/span&gt; meeting Monday. I hope that goes well, I'm sure it will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'm off to try oysters for the first time ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-1017399495460280794?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/1017399495460280794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=1017399495460280794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/1017399495460280794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/1017399495460280794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/11/headache-headache-go-away.html' title='Headache Headache go away,'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-2805481151277054551</id><published>2009-11-04T13:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T12:30:25.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I should change my name</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I was thinking something like...If-something-can-go-wrong/awry-it-will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;SO I had my LP with the aid of fluoroscopy and sedation yesterday. Propofol was used again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I don't know if I mentioned this at the time when I swallowed the needle last December, but. Propofol and I? We don't get along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Last time, as the drug was taking effect I became the sleepy, girly version of the Hulk. I had to be restrained and given a higher dose, so they essentially knocked me out instead of the conscious sedation they were going for. It also took a while for me to wake up, probably due to the fact that they had given me a larger dose and because I have Narcolepsy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Anyhoo, back to yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;So, we get to the hospital at about 2, get checked in, and get taken back to a room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;The nurses were completely awesome, very nice, and put me and my parents at ease. It took a bit to get all the technical stuff figured out, but after all that, I got changed, got on the bed, and we got started.  Per Stanford's instructions, they had to draw 60cc's of blood. In case you don't know, that's equivalent to 2 fluid ounces of blood, which is...A LOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Then they get everything explained, all the "You could die from this, we don't expect any complications, but we have to tell you" speeches.  I get moved down to the imaging room, get positioned on the bed how I needed to be, and they began the procedure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I was given the Propofol, and apparently had no issues going under this time. They were able to draw the fluid they needed, and my back looks good, no massive bruising or anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;As I was waking up, however, there were issues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I became combative, had to be restrained by a lot of people, then straps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;During that time, I stopped breathing for a few minutes. Mom was in the room for that =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I also seriously screwed up my back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;BUT, and here's the twist, we didn't know I'd hurt my back until about 30 min after I actually was completely awake. I tried standing up to put my jeans on, and nearly collapsed. My entire lower back/pelvic area had shooting pains all through it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;So, then I was taken from the radiology suite to the ER, because they needed to be sure that there were no issues with my spinal cord. It's only a muscle issue though. So I was at the hospital until 8:30 this time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;We also THOUGHT that I had been lucky and escaped a post-LP headache, but I wasn't that lucky. So I'm home early from school today, (Thursday) and finishing this post. I'm trying to get some fluids in my body before I go back to my cave and lay flat lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Ahhh. So, these are the issues I've run into. Plus more at school, which I'm not even in the mood to talk about right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'm open to suggestions on how to cope!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-2805481151277054551?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/2805481151277054551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=2805481151277054551&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/2805481151277054551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/2805481151277054551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-should-change-my-name.html' title='I should change my name'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-403759102415096047</id><published>2009-10-22T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T11:31:37.738-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medical Updates'/><title type='text'>Get ready for a long one!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Okay folks, get settled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I have been to Stanford and back, in 3 days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Well, it was an interesting, long, cramped few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;But, now for the important news!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;We met with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: courier new;" href="http://med.stanford.edu/school/Psychiatry/narcolepsy/mignot.html"&gt;Dr. Mignot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt; on Wednesday. The first hour and a half was spent giving my history, and filling in or clarifying information my faxed records had provided. After that, the doctor came in. He didn't tell us what we expected to hear, although we should probably expect that now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;He basically said this. Given the information, he was almost 90% sure my LP would come back with normal levels of Hypocretin. He said that some certain things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt; just didn't fit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;. And, he said the dreaded words. Conversion Disorder. BUT, not in the same way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;The pieces of info that don't fit are the fact that I hurt myself when I fall. Not that I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt; myself, but that I get hurt, that I don't protect myself. Both people with Narcolepsy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt; people with CD usually try breaking their fall, and I never have been able to. He also said that even with both sleep studies having things go wonky, they should show a sleep architecture of classic Narcolepsy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;But, because I do have the symptoms and the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" href="http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-positive.html"&gt;HLA markers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;, he wanted the LP done.  So, down to the procedure room we went.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Now, I'm not exactly a skinny girl. It's well known that LP's are harder on overweight people. So, we expected a bit of difficulty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;The doc performing the LP started numbing the area after cleaning it. I've had problems in the past with accepting local anesthetics, but we always assumed it was due to swelling in the area being anesthetized. We found out that that's not the case. It took a while for the numbing mediation to even work a bit, but I couldn't feel my skin, so the doc started inserting the needle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I felt everything. Not just pressure, like you're supposed to, but everything. The stress of the pain and having to curl so tightly made me have an attack. When I came back around, a doctor was holding my head and shoulders still. They had taken the first needle out, because it wasn't long enough. The second one they used was longer, and they were able to get between the bones, but not into the space to get the fluid. They decided to stop there, because it was hurting me so much and they couldn't get fluid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;They said that because the local didn't work, and they had a hard time getting into the space to get fluid, I'll need to have a lumber puncture done under sedation with the help of fluoroscopy. It's like a real time x-ray, and will show doctors exactly where to put the needle. Plus, because I'll be sedated, even if the local doesn't work, I won't feel it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Because Stanford doesn't run the samples every day anyways, as long as we get the procedure done soon and the samples shipped back down, as far as solid proof, we're not set back any.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;But, it was disappointing. It was hard to drive all the way down there, for them to say the same things we've heard here, and not even be able to have the spinal done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Anyways, I'm trying to stay positive. Doctor Mignot said that even if the hypocretin level is normal, he still feels it's worth trying to treat the symptoms. He said three things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Either it's purely Conversion Disorder, which he has seen before. He said even if it is CD, he would try to treat the symptoms. It's helped past patients and even me, if that's the case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Second, it's possible that I have a combination of both. Much like people with Epilepsy, people with Narcolepsy/Cataplexy can have psychogenic symptoms, meaning that they aren't faking, but it isn't of a physical cause.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Third, it could be a mutation. He honestly said that. That we don't know enough about the human body to say something is or isn't. That maybe, tied in with my other physical conditions, this is some sort of mutation of the syndrome, and we just don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;So yeah. I know this is a little (&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;okay, maybe a lot&lt;/span&gt;) jumbled. I'm sleeepy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;But, that's what happened at Stanford. I'll post tomorrow of the rest of our trip down to CA, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;including how we celebrated my parent's 23 wedding anniversary on the road!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;~Bri &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-403759102415096047?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/403759102415096047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=403759102415096047&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/403759102415096047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/403759102415096047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/10/get-ready-for-long-one.html' title='Get ready for a long one!'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-2707084682673546989</id><published>2009-10-14T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T12:12:57.630-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Updates'/><title type='text'>Ugg... =X</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Today I had attacks at school. No like...falling and hurting myself, but a lot of floppiness was going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I didn't use the bathroom until lunchtime, then I saw that my patch had come off, which explained a lot. Mom ended up bringing me a new patch so. But even still, I missed part of first, all of second, and part of fourth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Eh. I got to see my &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;PT&lt;/span&gt; today, which was good. I missed my appointment with Kris last week, so it was good I got some time in with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;SOMEONE&lt;/span&gt; before Stanford. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'm working with my teachers to get printouts of what I'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;missing. It's encouraging to hear that either I'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; missing as much as I think I am, or that the teacher is just willing to really, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; work with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So yeah. I'm off to go shower and do some homework and go sleepy-bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-2707084682673546989?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/2707084682673546989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=2707084682673546989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/2707084682673546989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/2707084682673546989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/10/ugg-x.html' title='Ugg... =X'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-4199404783091281605</id><published>2009-10-13T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T12:12:57.630-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Updates'/><title type='text'>Good Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I had a good day today. I didn't nap at lunch.....still a bit bed shy &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;=P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;But I made it through five periods without falling totally asleep. I dozed some in first, but other than that I was good.   Between fifth period and sixth period I went down to the nurse's office to go potty. When I was washing my hands, I had an attack. It wasn't out terribly long, but I was really cold and sore when I woke up. Because my neck snapped forward when I went out, my head started hurting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Anyways, good day for the most part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Ermm....Just trying to get homework done and together for tests. I have, within the next week, a test in Algebra 2, a test in Medical Careers, a test in Biology, and a vocab test in Sophomore English. Right now in Junior English and U.S. History we're just watching videos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Yup. I cleaned my room tonight, straightened and organized everything to get ready for Stanford. I'd prefer coming home to a clean room, so it's one less thing to worry about. And I've already planned what I'll be bringing as far as clothes go...and I just earned my brother's &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;DS&lt;/span&gt; so I can play that in the car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Okay. It's bedtime now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-4199404783091281605?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/4199404783091281605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=4199404783091281605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/4199404783091281605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/4199404783091281605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/10/good-day.html' title='Good Day'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-4012727867222297764</id><published>2009-10-12T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T12:12:57.630-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Updates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medical Updates'/><title type='text'>NOT a good Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So I had an okay morning. It was actually fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And I took a nap at lunch. Which was also fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Except at the end, because I fell off the bed as I was rolling over onto my back. And, as my head has been telling me, it was the first to hit the ground.  It's got a pretty good sized purple goose egg on the back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And, I had to be taken to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;ER&lt;/span&gt; to get checked out. In an ambulance. During lunch time. The trip through the courtyard on a gurney strapped to a backboard in a C-collar was....fun. It's always comforting to hear kids laughing at you. And no, I didn't assume this....the laughing shortly stopped after a boy said to a girl "&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Stop laughing, that's not funny, she could be hurt!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Ya know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Anyways, luckily I only missed 3 periods. And I'll be back in school tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Okay now. I'll be back tomorrow to tell you how my day went &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-4012727867222297764?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/4012727867222297764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=4012727867222297764&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/4012727867222297764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/4012727867222297764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/10/not-good-monday.html' title='NOT a good Monday'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-7961100215673200754</id><published>2009-10-11T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T11:10:12.553-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fugue States'/><title type='text'>I just want to SLEEP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I had an episode of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: courier new;" href="http://www.medterms.com/script/main/art.asp?articlekey=10487"&gt;automatic behavior &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;(fugue state)  last night. I don't know what time it happened at. All I know is that around 2:30 in the morning, I woke up in the park and don't know how I got there. I was freezing cold and my knees were badly bruised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt; I didn't have my phone on me, so I walked up to the fire station and knocked on the door. They had me come in, checked me out, and called my parents.  I was having a really hard time staying awake, but at least I wasn't floppy much. Dad came and got me, and the firefighters helped me into my chair then into the truck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Once we got home, Dad helped me into the house. Then bed. Mom helped me drink some warm tea, but it was so hot (to me) that I couldn't drink much. Warm tea was burning my tongue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Woke up this morning sore, but safe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;We found out I went out my window. The screw in it was removed, but we don't know when it was removed. Dad says it looks like it's been gone a while. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we could just get me to sleep well at night, maybe it would &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fix&lt;/span&gt; this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realize, I don't just have automatic behavior that ends with 911. Sometimes I'll start homework without 'being there' and it turns out horribly. Sometimes, I'll just get up, leave my room, walk into another room in the house, and 'wake up' not knowing how or why I'm in that room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, it's the 911 episodes that make it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Anyways, I'm going to go do some dishes then go take another nap. I MAY be baking cookies and bringing them to the firefighters for waking them up in the morning. I realize it's their  job to help me and blah blah blah, but they still need sleep. And they were super kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-7961100215673200754?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/7961100215673200754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=7961100215673200754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/7961100215673200754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/7961100215673200754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-just-want-to-sleep.html' title='I just want to SLEEP!'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-6012000456721907892</id><published>2009-10-09T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T12:12:57.631-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Updates'/><title type='text'>Hi guys</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I've been taking advantage of the extra time off and sleeeeeping. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;=P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Wednesday I had my meeting with mom, my counselor, and myself. We decided, ultimately, to leave my schedule alone until after Stanford. I've been talking to my teachers about getting caught up, and while I'm not slacking off by any means, I'm not doing much except keeping up with the current assignments. They all pretty much said we'd figure it out after Stanford.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I was also told to stop being embarrassed about falling asleep in class. As long as I am doing my best, and not just like, purposefully laying my head down without doing anything, not to worry about it. My counselor said my teachers *&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;should&lt;/span&gt;* understand why it's happening, and that if they have problems with it to have them talk to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;. I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt; her &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;=P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Ummm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Tomorrow is no patch day, so I'll be sleeping in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;TTYL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-6012000456721907892?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/6012000456721907892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=6012000456721907892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/6012000456721907892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/6012000456721907892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/10/hi-guys.html' title='Hi guys'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-3241572386279863292</id><published>2009-10-06T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T16:44:20.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, how lucky am I</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I found out the reason my sister got her panties in a twist today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Not because she couldn't do something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;No no, it's because my siblings decided I didn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; hard enough today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;You know, it would be one thing for me to wake up, walk out of my room and go &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"You know what guys? I've decided today I'm not going to go to school. I don't care what you have planned or how it effects your life. I just want to stay in bed and be lazy."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Except that's not what happened. And yes, I woke up at 10 and seemed okay. Never mind I was still exhausted. I don't care what you saw, there was no way I was going to be able to make it through my classes and not fall asleep or have attacks.  You have no room to judge whether or not I'm '&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;trying&lt;/span&gt;' hard enough. You have no idea what it's like to sleep for 10 hours, wake up, and feel &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;MORE&lt;/span&gt; tired than when you went to bed, if that's possible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'm sick and tired of trying to defend myself against something that is only so much in my control. I don't know what to say. I don't know how to react when someones comes out with some sarcastic remark because they're angry at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I need help. Soon. I know that it's only a few weeks until we go to Stanford, and hopefully we'll get some answers for better medication to treat the symptoms. But that doesn't mean that the comments will stop, because they KNOW it's the best way to upset me. I just want it to stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-3241572386279863292?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/3241572386279863292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=3241572386279863292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/3241572386279863292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/3241572386279863292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-how-lucky-am-i.html' title='Oh, how lucky am I'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-375182562142688579</id><published>2009-10-06T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T11:23:00.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Great day for me. Still having problems staying awake so I stayed home today. Scratch that. I tried school this morning, but didn't make it out of the car. So anyways, for some reason, I've incurred the wrath of my older sister. No doubt she wanted to go to the mall/just out with friends but can't now, which sucks. I understand that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;However. If she makes one more comment about how lazy I am because I'm spending all day in bed, or how lazy I am because I'm "skipping" school, there's going to be some words said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;She's the one who gets up at 10 in the morning and goes to hang out with friends. She doesn't have a job, and she's not in school. No, she hasn't finished high school yet. She's supposed to be doing online, but she's putting it off.  So she needs to keep her mouth closed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Sorry. Rant done now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-375182562142688579?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/375182562142688579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=375182562142688579&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/375182562142688579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/375182562142688579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/10/wow.html' title='Wow.'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-1393169021982617356</id><published>2009-10-05T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T12:12:57.631-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Updates'/><title type='text'>Funky day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Today was....weird. I had to come home early because I was having a lot of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;attacks/just falling asleep&lt;/span&gt;. I fell asleep on the bus to school, then slept in the nurse's office until school started. I was in 1st and 2nd, but not actually there. Then in second I needed to use the bathroom, and had a mini attack in there. All in all just a really rough morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Dad came and got me and brought me home, and I went straight to bed. This was at like....&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;10:30&lt;/span&gt;. I didn't wake up until &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;5:30ish&lt;/span&gt;. And this is after sleeping on and off all day Sunday and Saturday, plus getting up late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I don't know. I'm still exhausted...it's like my meds are doing absolutely nothing for me at this point. And I feel horrible because I'm still missing school even if I'm there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;But. We're just hanging in. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Bye for now, back to bed for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-1393169021982617356?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/1393169021982617356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=1393169021982617356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/1393169021982617356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/1393169021982617356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/10/funky-day.html' title='Funky day'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-4581820049760351157</id><published>2009-10-03T17:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T12:12:57.631-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Updates'/><title type='text'>Hey guys</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So... busy week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Um, school-wise, I'm sinking. Major. BUT, I'm in the process of working it out. Trying to find the right combination of naps, classes, and work schedules is hard. I've proposed a solution to my counselor, and we'll see what gets worked out. Mom is coming on Wednesday to talk about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Health-wise, I'm still doing okay. Aside from that scary attack on Tuesday and the fall-out, I've been failing at keeping myself awake in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;We thought it possible I'd broken my hand on Tuesday. At first it had just hurt badly, but I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;"&gt;had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; hit it pretty hard. Then it started swelling and bruising, became hard to move. So I went and got it x-rayed, and good news! No broken bones, just a BAD bruise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;As far as school goes though, I'm really struggling. I've been falling asleep in class, which is so hard for me. I've never, even since I started having symptoms, had this much trouble staying awake in school. And even if I don't fall asleep, I'll space out and not be able to force myself to re-focus on the task at hand. Working in groups helps, but my classes that are more individual cause problems. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So. Things are hard right now, and we're really just trying to keep our heads above water until Stanford. Only 18 more days until my appointment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Bye for now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-4581820049760351157?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/4581820049760351157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=4581820049760351157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/4581820049760351157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/4581820049760351157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey-guys.html' title='Hey guys'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-7740024611518885384</id><published>2009-09-29T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T11:31:37.738-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medical Updates'/><title type='text'>Down I go</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Today, this morning actually, I had an attack while walking down the stairs. I hit my hand pretty hard, and twisted my back. I'm in a bit of pain right now &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;=P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And I know I haven't posted in a while, nearly a week this time. I just haven't had the motivation or energy. I'm still getting caught up from missing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; days recently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Anyways, I've found out that I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;won't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; need to go off my medication for Stanford, because they aren't doing a sleep study. I just have to have the lumbar puncture done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;We'll be down there for like...3 days? Maybe a few more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-7740024611518885384?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/7740024611518885384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=7740024611518885384&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/7740024611518885384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/7740024611518885384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/09/down-i-go.html' title='Down I go'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-8123582964114677068</id><published>2009-09-23T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T23:12:31.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>K, so mayyyybe I did kiss a pig</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Actually, I didn't. But, I probably put my nasty gloves against my mouth without thinking about it, and my gloves aren't the cleanest things in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So anyways, I've been home sick. Since last Monday. Tomorrow I'm going to attempt school, but I don't know how it will go. I can't keep missing, especially since in October I KNOW I will be missing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Anyways. So, bye for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-8123582964114677068?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/8123582964114677068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=8123582964114677068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/8123582964114677068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/8123582964114677068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/09/k-so-mayyyybe-i-did-kiss-pig.html' title='K, so mayyyybe I did kiss a pig'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-8436135086074361881</id><published>2009-09-16T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T18:39:19.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still home sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'm still under the weather.....no, I didn't kiss any pigs, I'm just not feeling well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I don't know if school is in for me tomorrow or not. Hopefully, but depends on what my stomach does. We'll see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Bye for now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-8436135086074361881?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/8436135086074361881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=8436135086074361881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/8436135086074361881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/8436135086074361881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/09/still-home-sick.html' title='Still home sick'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-5506190185886571069</id><published>2009-09-15T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T13:32:58.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharing the love (or the sick)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So I'm home sick today. As is everyone else except my mom. Because she's made of iron or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Anyways. Friday was a good day, as was Monday. I didn't do anything this weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Actually, Monday was a bit rough. I didn't have a para. Well, I did, but not for first period. Mrs. B was sick so for first period I had no one, so missed that class. Then for second and third period I had one para, and fourth through 6 a different one. Ah well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Umm. Oh I contacted a local Aussie breeder yesterday. She was recommended to us by my dad's former boss. We've been looking at Aussies to self train for me, and she actually has some puppies. But, she also has two 2 year old females right now, and when I told her the situation and what we were looking for, she said that one of the females might be a good fit. She's already fixed, up to date on all shots, and has basic obedience and crate training. All of this helps us in the long run, because while any dog we get will need further training, this helps us a bit. So we'll be talking with this breeder over the next few days, as well as making some decisions here to see if this is the right choice at this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So yeah. I'm going to go drink tea and eat chicken noodle soup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-5506190185886571069?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/5506190185886571069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=5506190185886571069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/5506190185886571069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/5506190185886571069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/09/sharing-love-or-sick.html' title='Sharing the love (or the sick)'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-5446582706877512390</id><published>2009-09-10T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T00:40:44.759-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medical Updates'/><title type='text'>UW Dermatology</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So, I had my appointment with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;University of Washington Dermatology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; today. It went well. The doctor wasn't able to give us a solid answer, but he pointed us in a few directions. And he ended up referring us to a doctor at Stanford, because we'll be down there in October. So...yup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;One of the disorders he talked about is called "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Periodic Nail Shedding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;" It's exactly what it sounds like. And the last paper written on it was in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;1981&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;. So, not much known about it at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Anyways, he &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;"&gt;did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; discuss nail care with us, what to do to help the nails grow back. He said that my big toe on my left foot has probably just had too much scarring to the matrix, so it's not likely to grow a nail back. One less to fall off I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Umm...today at school was good. I have a para now, she's super nice. And I got to meet with my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;PT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;, and we discussed my evacuation plans in case there is a fire or whatever before an official plan is made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Pretty much. Got caught up on my homework, which was kinda difficult, but it's done. I'm going to bed like...now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-5446582706877512390?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/5446582706877512390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=5446582706877512390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/5446582706877512390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/5446582706877512390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/09/uw-dermatology.html' title='UW Dermatology'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-9156859350608509142</id><published>2009-09-09T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T00:40:44.760-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medical Updates'/><title type='text'>YES YES YES!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;. I've been &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;OFFICIALLY&lt;/span&gt; diagnosed with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Narcolepsy w/Cataplexy&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt; exciting! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So. My appointment with Dr. H went well, as you can see. He also agreed to the dose increase, I now have 15's and no more cutting to size needed. And he said something cool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;He did a paper a long while ago. In it, they studied kids who presented with full blown narcolepsy. Looking into their history, it showed that they didn't have symptoms present typical or all at once, like most doctors think it should. He said that the study concluded that kids who develop narcolepsy generally experience spotty symptoms, or the symptoms come and go at first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So then he said that he doesn't feel that my symptoms are that uncommon in how they're presenting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Okay.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; SO&lt;/span&gt; I'm excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And one thing I've been worrying about lately is the fact that when I'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;18&lt;/span&gt;, I'm no longer considered Pediatric with MB. But he said that because I'm already a patient, that he can continue seeing me until I turn &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;21&lt;/span&gt;. So that's one less stress. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Yay. My day is going so well, and I haven't even seen Kris yet &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;More later,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-9156859350608509142?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/9156859350608509142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=9156859350608509142&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/9156859350608509142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/9156859350608509142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/09/yes-yes-yes.html' title='YES YES YES!!!'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-8294494084517601211</id><published>2009-09-08T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T22:16:12.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MMMMM.....Bed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;So my day went like this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Yesterday my nail (&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;pinky on the left hand&lt;/span&gt;) came off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;It hurts. so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I didn't sleep well at night, at all. Actually, I started bawling shortly after I went to bed for the night. I don't know why. My finger definitely hurt, but I'm used to it. I don't know. I think maybe the stress of everything with school and then the pain just got to me. Anyways, I didn't sleep well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;So. This morning I had a very hard time to get up. I ended up sleeping in for like, 2 hours. Then I made it to school in time for 3rd period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My counselor got my schedule changed, so now I have first lunch. Nobody has been hired as my para yet, but Mr. A has been able to be with me the last few days and will be as long as I need him. Which is good to know, it takes some of the stress off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to leave 6th early enough to miss the rush of kids which rocks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Then, I came home. And slept until 6-ish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Umm, then ate dinner. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Tomorrow I have an appointment with Dr. H, and with Kris as well. I won't be going to school because of how they're spaced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;So anyways. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-8294494084517601211?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/8294494084517601211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=8294494084517601211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/8294494084517601211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/8294494084517601211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/09/mmmmmbed.html' title='MMMMM.....Bed'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-1077169855873004408</id><published>2009-09-07T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T19:18:19.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I like Milk Duds.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Anyhoo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So Friday was good. I still had trouble in 4th period, but at lunch time I was allowed to get out of my chair and walk around, so the little exercise gave me a boost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I also got to talk to my counselor about changing my classes, and that's underway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;This weekend was good, I slept a lot. But yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;School tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Yup. Gonna eat dinner, look over my Algebra 3 homework, and go to sleeeeep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Night guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-1077169855873004408?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/1077169855873004408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=1077169855873004408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/1077169855873004408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/1077169855873004408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-like-milk-duds.html' title='I like Milk Duds.'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-1837089457999964957</id><published>2009-09-03T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T12:12:57.632-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Updates'/><title type='text'>September 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Today was good. I'm tired, exhausted actually. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I had fun. But I kept drifting in &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;rd and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;th period. I'm planning on communicating with my counselor via email to see if it is possible to change my class like I mentioned yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Still no para, and even though it was said A would continue working with me until one was found, that no longer seems to be the case. Today I had a different "&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;helper&lt;/span&gt;" and tomorrow it may be him again or it may be someone else. I hope this is figured out by next Tuesday, because on top of the full class load with multiple challenging classes, I don't think I can deal with the stress of not knowing who my para is. I can feel it affect me during the day...I'm just hoping that that'll work out well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Umm, not much right now, I'm wiped. I think I'll just go take a nap. Hopefully I'll feel better later after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Bye for now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-1837089457999964957?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/1837089457999964957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=1837089457999964957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/1837089457999964957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/1837089457999964957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/09/september-3.html' title='September 3'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-6930150098019065174</id><published>2009-09-02T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T12:12:57.632-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Updates'/><title type='text'>First day of school.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So, my first day back this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;It was awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I absolutely enjoyed it, even with the little snafus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;The snafus include:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt; -No para. A took a better, more solid job, which I have no issues with, but it makes for a rocky start to school right now. First a new para has to be found, then I'll have to explain everything to them, and I'm hoping that I won't get paired with someone who will try to baby me. Because I can't deal with that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt; -A few of my classes are not as accessible as I need (I can't get into a desk without some serious rearranging at the beginning of class; I can't see the board from the seat I can use) But I've already talked to teachers and let them know if I need help, or if things need to be changed. So it's all taken care of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt; -I think I may need to switch my 4th period class to a different teacher. Same subject, but I may need to have my lunch first so I can take a nap and stay awake through the rest of my classes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;All my classes went well and it was good to know all my teachers are willing to work with me with whatever adjustments may need to happen with the wheelchair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;During lunch I took a nap and towards the end talked to my PT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And then finished out the day. Went on a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt; LONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; bus ride because the afternoon driver is new and not used to this route. But she's super nice and funny. It's cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Umm, then came home, and didn't nap. But I did eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Boomer hurt his face crawling under the deck under the original concrete pad that used to come off the back of the house. It's all sore and he's been very crabby and skittish the last few days. We've been able to spray it with antibiotic spray, but he won't let us get close enough to actually wash it. If it gets worse we'll have to take him to the vet but for now we've got it under control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Then we went to a friend's house, talked for a few hours, grabbed dinner, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;TADA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;! home we are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;All for now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-6930150098019065174?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/6930150098019065174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=6930150098019065174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/6930150098019065174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/6930150098019065174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-day-of-school.html' title='First day of school.'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-8501498999720279421</id><published>2009-08-30T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T04:21:58.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi There</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I've had a good week. A tired week, but good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Monday was spent with a friend I haven't seen in almost a year. And I haven't spent any real time with him for longer than that. He's like a grandpa to me, and he only lives about &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt; minutes away. Unfortunately, he's sick, I've been dealing with my health, and I haven't had the means to get to his place. So yeah. Auntie C and I went to dinner with him then ran around helping him with errands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Tuesday was spent at home, sleeping and doing other sloth-like activities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Wednesday I went with Richard and Auntie C to Madigan in Ft. Lewis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;We accompanied him to his doctors visits, then we went to the PX and he got some things he needed&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;wanted. Annnd. Then we went to L&amp;amp;L for dinner. They have &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;NUMMY!&lt;/span&gt; food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Thursday...Auntie C and I went for a walk. Which was fun. Except it was hot, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;86 &lt;/span&gt;as we were leaving the library.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Friday I went with Ms. E in the morning while she ran errands than we got coffee. I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt; her and was so glad to see her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Today (&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;) was no meds. So my bed and I had some quality time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Pretty much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;School starts in &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt; days!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-8501498999720279421?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/8501498999720279421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=8501498999720279421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/8501498999720279421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/8501498999720279421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/08/hi-there_30.html' title='Hi There'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-6988279431642411590</id><published>2009-08-23T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T22:09:09.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seattle Aquarium again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I got to go to the Seattle Aquarium again today, thanks to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Starlight's Great Escapes&lt;/span&gt;. I had &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;A BLAST&lt;/span&gt;!! I went with some close family friends, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Little Bug&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I didn't have to use my chair this time, which means that I got to see things I hadn't been able to last time. I got to get close to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Jellyfish Tube&lt;/span&gt;. I got to see the things in the tide pools. And I got to see the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://www.internal.schools.net.au/edu/lesson_ideas/optics/images/flashlight.jpg"&gt;Flashlight fish&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;!! We wandered around at the aquarium for...about 2 hours. Then we went for a walk and ended up at this sourdough bakery place. And....Oh! And we went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Ye Olde Curiosity Shoppe&lt;/span&gt; and I got these colored stones for Mom, Ash, Tori, and Auntie C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Yup...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;All in all, great great day! I truly enjoyed it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Oh, and I'm excited for school to start. Pretty much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-6988279431642411590?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/6988279431642411590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=6988279431642411590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/6988279431642411590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/6988279431642411590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/08/seattle-aquarium-again.html' title='Seattle Aquarium again'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-8653645904266551578</id><published>2009-08-20T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T12:12:57.632-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Updates'/><title type='text'>Good week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So, I haven't posted since Monday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Monday was pretty much sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;On Tuesday, I went to the store with my brother and got a new bigger backpack that will fit all my stuff for the new year AND have room in case I need to carry some books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Yesterday, we (&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Mom, Ash and I&lt;/span&gt;) went to Stadium to register. We went early because I still didn't (&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;until talking with Miss E.&lt;/span&gt;) know if I was doing full days or half days. Well, I'm doing full days. And I am SO excited with my schedule. I'm taking &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Junior English&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Algebra 3-4&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Biology&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;World History&lt;/span&gt;?, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Medical Careers&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Sophomore English&lt;/span&gt;. The reason for two English classes is because I need the first semester of Sophomore English and the second semester of Geometry, so next semester I'll take Geometry in that hour. Pretty much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Umm, today was good. Auntie C was over, she stayed the night. She's a close family friend, so it's cool. We didn't do much (&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;actually, nothing, at all&lt;/span&gt;) today, except work on iTunes. Totally new to me, I've never used it before. Then in the evening after the parents got home, Mom, C and I went out. We went to a friend's house, did some coffee and other general running, and then came home.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Tomorrow we have stuff planned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;BTW&lt;/span&gt;, I totally forgot what I did Monday and Tuesday for the most part...so if I can remember I'll edit it later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Bye now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-8653645904266551578?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/8653645904266551578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=8653645904266551578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/8653645904266551578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/8653645904266551578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/08/good-week.html' title='Good week'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-3310132876976111659</id><published>2009-08-17T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T09:33:49.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Company Picnic</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Hey all, sorry for the delay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;About the Company Picnic on Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Highlights include:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Seeing K, our friend that lived in MN like we did, then her dad got transferred here about a year after my mom did, so now they live in the area! We see her every year at the picnic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;-Me pushing Dad up a hill in my wheelchair. Let me clarify...40+ man in a purple wheelchair with his daughter (&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;who's secretly supposed to be using it&lt;/span&gt;) pushing him....it was a sight to see. But it was a blast. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Playing Bingo since it was the only age appropriate thing for us to do. Everyone but our family friend that came with won. We played for 3 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;- The BEES. They were everywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Seeing Jeff Bezos, the CEO and founder of the company. As my dad and I were walking in from the truck after putting some things away, he was walking in with his family. He asked us how our day was, he and my dad discussed the brew they had in the Beer Garden this year, Dad joked with one of his children, and then we wished each other a good day and went back to the family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;With how many international companies is there that interaction between CEO and employee? Probably not many.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;-Ash and I rode the tractor powered hay ride and reminisced back to MN and NY days. Ah, good times, good times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I was allowed to do a fair amount of walking, so my legs disliked me quite a bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And, yeah. That was the picnic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Then...I slept on the way home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And when we got home, as I was walking in the garage door to the house, Dad started one of his  power tools to work on one of the cars. It is LOUD and startled me, so I had some leg weakness. It only lasted about 2 minutes and I was back to being fine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Then yesterday was no meds so I basically slept or wandered around the house forgetting why I was wandering around the house =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-3310132876976111659?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/3310132876976111659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=3310132876976111659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/3310132876976111659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/3310132876976111659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/08/company-picnic.html' title='Company Picnic'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-4283141684081728999</id><published>2009-08-13T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T23:58:07.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Why haven't I used &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"Tired"&lt;/span&gt; as a post title before?? Am I nuts? It's like....perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Anyhoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;My meeting with Kris went well, so that was good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;We talked a lot &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;After that Didi, (&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;a friend up from Oregon&lt;/span&gt;) Ash and I went to the mall and hung out. I got some stuff for my room to help me keep organized this year. A whiteboard, and a paper organizer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And then...today? Today I actually got up kinda early (&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;for me anyways.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Didi and I went for a walk. Then when Mom and Dad got home, I went with Mom when she took Ash and Didi to the boat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And we had &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;RAIN&lt;/span&gt;!! I mean like....North Dakota type rain. It was wonderful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Then...we went to surprise a friend we haven't seen in like...&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;-ish years?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;She used to be our downstairs neighbor, then she moved to California, and now she's back up here! So we surprised her tonight, and it was really good to see her again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Saturday is my parent's company picnic. I'm excited because we get to see a friend we see only yearly. She was our (&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;mine and Ash's&lt;/span&gt;) best friend in &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;MN&lt;/span&gt;. Her dad worked at an Amazon partner there. Then, when we moved here, we thought we'd never see her again. Except her dad got transferred here too, so now we see her at the company picnic every year!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So yeah. Oh, and a little good thing that happened. I got an email from a girl who is having some problems, and she reached to me for help after a friend recommended my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;That was cool, to know my blog is making some sort of impact somewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-4283141684081728999?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/4283141684081728999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=4283141684081728999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/4283141684081728999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/4283141684081728999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/08/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-4851879569849337141</id><published>2009-08-12T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T21:26:40.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to see L!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Today I'm going to see N and L. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;It will be funn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Later I have my appointment with Kris. I'm excited 'cause I didn't get to meet with her for my last scheduled appointment. It was too hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Yesterday and Monday....hmmm. What happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Okay. Monday Ash and I didn't end up going on a walk because it started raining. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt; for rain! I think the dogs forgot what it was =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Tuesday...I slept. Lots. I didn't get out of bed until like, 1. And then last night I went to bed at 8. Then woke up at midnight. Then went back to bed at 2 AM. Sleep was difficult for me for some reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;so. Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Bye now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-4851879569849337141?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/4851879569849337141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=4851879569849337141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/4851879569849337141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/4851879569849337141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/08/going-to-see-l.html' title='Going to see L!'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-8489964784173774744</id><published>2009-08-09T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T00:40:44.760-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medical Updates'/><title type='text'>Med update.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;So....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Yesterday, I tried an up-ed dose of meds. I went from a    10 mg/9 hours patch to a 15 mg/9 hours patch. Just for a day to see if it would go better this time, because we tried last time with....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/04/paralyzed-from-neck-down.html"&gt;scary results.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;  We aren't sure if the bad attacks were caused by the higher dose, or if it's because of high emotion at the time, but anyways, we've waited a while before we go up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;It turned out great though. I was still in need of a nap, but between the nap and bedtime I didn't feel completely exhausted like I've been for the past month or so. It sucks that my EDS is getting worse, but at least the first day on new med dose didn't absolutely overtake my body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Today Roo went home, and I didn't use meds. So I was more floppy, more tired. But even with that I was able to get some organizing I've been wanting to do done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I was looking at my old journals/notebooks from previous grades, and found one from when I was in 6th grade in MN. It was fun looking at it and seeing how my writing style and penmanship have improved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;And. Ash and I are going to go for a walk tomorrow, so. I'm happy about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Yup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-8489964784173774744?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/8489964784173774744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=8489964784173774744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/8489964784173774744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/8489964784173774744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/08/med-update.html' title='Med update.'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-4741946550772931905</id><published>2009-08-07T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T20:20:06.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today was good =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" &gt;Roo is over again, he's staying until Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had a rough morning...Mom says I wasn't talking clearly when she woke me up to put my patch on. I also slept until like, noon, and I didn't feel all that great waking up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Ash and Roo and I went on a super long walk!&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Not the best choice in hindsight, I had a few episodes of weakness and was DEAD tired when we got home..&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had fun though. I got some books at the book sale, and then we went to the park.&lt;br /&gt;We taught Roo to go down the slide!!! He loved it lol.&lt;br /&gt;He gets down on his belly, army crawls onto the slide from the platform, then does this little extra push and goes down. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;SUPER CUTE&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, bed time soon. I'm exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-4741946550772931905?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/4741946550772931905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=4741946550772931905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/4741946550772931905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/4741946550772931905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-was-good.html' title='Today was good =)'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-8692205309690965887</id><published>2009-08-05T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T19:29:05.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I need some room to fly</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I understand, Mom worries. It's her job as a mom to worry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;But I need some room to fly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I don't want to feel like I can't do something because it'll upset her or whatnot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Ash and I walked to the library. It's cool, I'm on meds, there wasn't a lot to worry about. Mom and Dad came to get us on the way home. I wanted to walk home. Ash had ridden her bike down, which meant that she'd have to go home alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;We asked if we could stay. Mom said we couldn't because she didn't want to have to stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I understand. If I'm not at home, then things can go wrong and Mom won't be able to control the situation. I understand that when or if I have an attack, 911 is usually called and it's stressful and a hassle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing better. Period. Not maybe sorta kinda. I've not had to deal with any serious incidents in a while, and either have they regarding me. I had an attack yesterday and even that ended fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'm not trying to make her life harder. I just want some freedom and independence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;More and more frequently I've been getting this feeling about everything from my health to school. I want to be able to make my own decisions. I want to have the ability to mess up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't want it to turn into either, I have my family's help or I don't. I don't want it to be that if I make my own decisions, I won't have their support, or it won't be freely given.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I don't know. I'm feeling kinda caged right now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-8692205309690965887?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/8692205309690965887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=8692205309690965887&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/8692205309690965887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/8692205309690965887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-need-some-room-to-fly.html' title='I need some room to fly'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-629188104060343738</id><published>2009-08-04T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T22:26:17.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy time very soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I spent the day at Ms. E's. It was super fun, and we got &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;a LOT&lt;/span&gt; done. Yay for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;DID&lt;/span&gt; scare myself into an attack while on meds though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;It was full body, but didn't seem to last long. I bumped my elbow but no major damage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So yeah. Tomorrow I'm not going to B and N's because they've got plans. But that's okay, I'll get to sleep in tomorrow &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Now....sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-629188104060343738?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/629188104060343738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=629188104060343738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/629188104060343738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/629188104060343738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/08/sleepy-time-very-soon.html' title='Sleepy time very soon'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-3041335352128570515</id><published>2009-08-03T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T16:00:02.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to the movieee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I will tell you how it went when I get back &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;=P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;*EDIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;The movie was fun &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;And we got coffee and wandered in Border's afterwords.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'm going to go over to her place. And Wednesday I'm going to B and N's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm going to nap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-3041335352128570515?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/3041335352128570515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=3041335352128570515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/3041335352128570515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/3041335352128570515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/08/going-to-movieee.html' title='Going to the movieee'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-7217557291132783025</id><published>2009-07-31T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T11:17:15.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Its FINALLY cooled down some. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Wonderful &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And, well, no, that's pretty much it. I'm going to a movie on Monday with Ms. E...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Okay. Sorry I'm boring and have nothing to write about but my life is pretty much sleeping and sleeping right now &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;=P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-7217557291132783025?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/7217557291132783025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=7217557291132783025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/7217557291132783025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/7217557291132783025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/07/yay.html' title='YAY!'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-7741594622516080510</id><published>2009-07-29T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T22:19:31.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too hot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Today Seattle broke record highs. Actually, it got to the hottest it's ever been dating back to like, 1891&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;102&lt;/span&gt; degrees Fahrenheit last I heard. So, I'm basically having flashbacks of Minnesota summer, and realizing that if we still lived there, I might be dead right about now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, too hot to do much of anything including posting. My week has consisted of chugging cups of ice water, staying in a tank and shorts all day, and hiding out up in my parent's room, because its only 71 degrees in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go to Kris's today, simply because it would've been too hot in the rooms for me. As it was, I was getting floppy at dinner. We went to this delicious Japanese buffet. It wasn't the kind with a ton of American food though, which I liked. Many, many different types of sushi, which I had some of. I also had a couple of Japanese pastries, and some other fun good food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it is time for me to go melt into a puddle of goo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night,&lt;br /&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-7741594622516080510?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/7741594622516080510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=7741594622516080510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/7741594622516080510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/7741594622516080510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/07/too-hot.html' title='Too hot'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-4927988706902274908</id><published>2009-07-26T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:20:53.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A came today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;A came over today. We cooked food on the barbecue and just....talked. Talking is fun &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;It...I don't know. It's hard to put to words how special it was to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;SEE&lt;/span&gt; someone with Narcolepsy/Cataplexy. I can talk to people all I want, but until you see someone who's like you, who's dealing with this crazy complicated disorder, yeah. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;IDK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;In any case, I super enjoyed her time here, and I hope that in the future either I'll be able to travel there, or she can travel here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Now...I shall sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Because I didn't nap today, and I am tiredddd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Bye bye,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-4927988706902274908?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/4927988706902274908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=4927988706902274908&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/4927988706902274908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/4927988706902274908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/07/came-today.html' title='A came today'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-1460890962628432836</id><published>2009-07-25T14:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:00:37.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>L's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;It's L's birthday today, and we're having a party for him here. He's turning 3! Its so exciting to look back and see the progress he's made in the last year. You see, he has ASD, or Autism Spectrum Disorder. This time a year ago he wasn't verbal. I think he had like, 10 signs and maybe as many words, if that. He wasn't comfortable with us yet, so we didn't get to interact with him much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Now, he'll ask to be picked up so he can see the birds. He'll ask you to come play with him in his ever so cute voice. "&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Bee, Pay?&lt;/span&gt;"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;He's pretend playing, that is, taking cars and making them drive on roads, making the Fisher Price people walk and talk. Before, he would just line them up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;We got him a table and chair set, some new pieces for his train set, and a little crawl tent. I hope he enjoys it all! I'll update later with how it went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;**EDIT**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;It was super fun!!  I had a blast. And L certainly seemed to enjoy his time and gifts =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;The one downside, it was very hot. So I hid upstairs in Mom and Dad's room with the AC and slept.  And later on, B and I had a heart to heart. I've had some rough days in the past week, mostly Tuesday, and B was worried. I love him dearly for it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Anyways, everything went great and was fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-1460890962628432836?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/1460890962628432836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=1460890962628432836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/1460890962628432836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/1460890962628432836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/07/ls-birthday.html' title='L&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-1037519050492269814</id><published>2009-07-24T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T22:49:26.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I met A today. She came from Chicago to see me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;She also has Narcolepsy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;It was SUCH a relief to see her. Like, I've talked to her for a while. But I've never met her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;It was good to actually see someone like me. To know she goes through some of the same day to day battles I face. Anyways, I'll have more later, but I need to go to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-1037519050492269814?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/1037519050492269814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=1037519050492269814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/1037519050492269814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/1037519050492269814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/07/so.html' title='So'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-5221325906572980545</id><published>2009-07-22T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T22:56:28.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Posting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Has been slow. Not that I haven't had stuff to say, I just haven't had the motivation to post. Which, also isn't actually because I'm not interested in this blog, I just.....I like sleep. I have been spending a LOT of time sleeping...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Anyways. Yesterday Ash and I took the city bus to the movies, and we saw Monsters vs. Aliens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;It was good! And super cute. After the movie we walked to the mall and hung out in Borders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Then....today we went and looked at a house. It's not in this school district, so it'd be a new school. But it's an AWESOME, awesome house and property, so I can't argue...I mean, I don't want to move but. We're going to be putting an offer in on it, so possibly moving soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;If we don't get that house, we're staying where we're at. For good. So either we're moving or we aren't and that'll be the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Tomorrow a friend is coming from Chicago. I'll share more on that later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Yup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-5221325906572980545?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/5221325906572980545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=5221325906572980545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/5221325906572980545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/5221325906572980545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/07/posting.html' title='Posting'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-5169980412142646372</id><published>2009-07-19T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T16:39:53.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seattle Aquarium</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Okay, so yesterday was very fun. We had friends over for a BBQ, with some super funny conversations lol. And Yeah, yesterday was fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Then todayyy, we went to the Aquarium. It was &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;SOOO FUN&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;We got there about 10, and wandered through the exhibits. I did end up using my chair, because we had no idea how crowded or hot or stressful it might be. It was a bit hard for me to maneuver in some spots, but it actually wasn't the fault of the aquarium, more the guests there.  Most people were very polite, and I wasn't pushy by any means....I probably could have actually spoke up more.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I think my favorite exhibit was the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Pacific Coral Reef&lt;/span&gt;. And the jewel tanks. My second was River Otters...they were &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;VERY&lt;/span&gt; playful!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I got a little magnet-clip seal as a souvenir. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;After the aquarium, we went looking for lunch. The first restaurant we tried was called the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Crab Pot&lt;/span&gt;. I'm sure they're usually very good, but they were inconsiderate when trying to seat us so we didn't end up eating there. They tried seating us at a table for 4, in the middle of a crowded dining room. The waiter suggested I sit at the end of the table! If the table had been bigger and in a larger space it wouldn't have been an issue. But I would have been in the way of the other customers, if I had sat at the end my chair would've been up against another diners'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So we went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Steamers&lt;/span&gt;. Very good food, friendly wait staff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Thennnn....Home. All in all a very good day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And I hope we can do it again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And now I'm maybe going to go on a walk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-5169980412142646372?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/5169980412142646372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=5169980412142646372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/5169980412142646372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/5169980412142646372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/07/seattle-aquarium.html' title='Seattle Aquarium'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-89335148416200984</id><published>2009-07-17T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T22:54:06.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too hot for me today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;It was wayyyy too hot for me today. It got up into the 90's and was about 80 in the house. I basically spent the day in bed or in the cars. (&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;The cars are cooler =P&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Ummm, Roo went home today! I really enjoyed the opportunity to watch him, because it gave me some insight as to what it would be like to raise and train my own service dog. He wanted to be either outside (&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Boomer didn't eat him!!!!&lt;/span&gt;) or with me. And if we were sitting outside for more than 10 minutes, and I came in, he'd follow me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And...yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I didn't get much done though as far as chores or anything. My big toe, right foot, keeps getting infected. This is the second time in two weeks. Now, we've been trying to deal with nail related infections at home and for the most part we've been able to. But the nail is just &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; happy. So, may have to go see Dr. S about removal, antibiotics...&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;IDK&lt;/span&gt; yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;We heard from Dr. P today. I was supposed to be getting the spinal tap I need for Stanford at MB, but he informed us today that the hospital doesn't have to capabilities to ship the sample. And, it's understandable... the CSF has to be frozen to -80 F within 30 minutes of the draw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So, we're going to call Stanford again and see if they have worked with any doctors in the area who have &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;drawn AND shipped&lt;/span&gt; samples to them before. If not, we can wait until we go down in October...it's another diagnostic test, and it may change my treatment, but right now I'm doing okay. So it's not as big a deal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Annnnnd. Yeah. Okay, long post, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;WELL&lt;/span&gt; overdue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Probably more tomorrow. We have friends coming over, then Sunday is the Aquarium!!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;EEE&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And And And, I might not have to use my chair! Depends on how I'm feeling and how hot it is and and and lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Bye now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-89335148416200984?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/89335148416200984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=89335148416200984&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/89335148416200984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/89335148416200984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/07/too-hot-for-me-today.html' title='Too hot for me today'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-2044800120195359022</id><published>2009-07-14T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T23:01:20.071-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions'/><title type='text'>Fed up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'm done. I'm seriously, completely and totally fed up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;For the last three days Ash has been promising me we'd go for a walk. Now, she doesn't want to. I know it may seem like such a trivial thing, but it isn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I can't go for walks whenever I want. If someone doesn't feel like taking a quick stroll around the block, oh well to me. However, if Ash wants to go stay at her friends house overnight or go for a 30 minute bike ride, that's all fine and okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I understand that I've got issues that make things more difficult. I understand that yeah, I've been to the ER &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;WAAAY&lt;/span&gt; too many times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;But I am so over not even being able to take a nap without someone checking on me. My bedroom window is screwed shut. It doesn't open. I'm pretty sure, I'm not leaving the room, and no big scary monsters can get me. I don't need to be checked on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'm frustrated that I can't take a shower without someone coming into the bathroom and checking on me. Yes, I've had an episode while I was taking a shower. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ONCE&lt;/span&gt;. I was fine. I don't take long showers. I was also not on the greatest meds at the time....in fact, I don't think I was on any.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;If I don't answer someone when they call because I'm tired or, God forbid, I've been listening to music and they can't hear me, then I'm in big &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt; trouble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I get nagged about my school work. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I WILL FINISH SCHOOL&lt;/span&gt;! I want nothing more than to finish high school and get into college. I know what needs to be done and I'll do it. I don't need the motivation. How about you focus your energy on Ash or Tori? They need a push too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I need a break. I need a break in the worst way. I need to feel like I have SOME level of control over my life. I'm going to be 18 soon, and I feel like I'm 5. I'm not asking for someone to hand me the keys to a car and say &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"go for a drive."&lt;/span&gt; I'm asking to be able to do simple, everyday activities without someone holding my hand every step of the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Sorry. I needed to vent. It's been a rough day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-2044800120195359022?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/2044800120195359022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=2044800120195359022&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/2044800120195359022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/2044800120195359022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/07/fed-up.html' title='Fed up'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-3396872344870907056</id><published>2009-07-12T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T19:44:32.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Winnie the Pooh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I had much fun today with Ms. E!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;We went to a Starlight Great Escape, a Winnie the Pooh play put on by a local kids' theatre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;It was a super fun, super cute play. And the kids were great, they all seemed to know their lines, and I only noticed 1 slip up. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(I'm looking from the eye of a former stage worker, not being judgmental)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So it was cool. Then we came home and ate linner at Panera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;ANNNND. Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Tomorrow morning she's bringing Roo over. I'm going to be watching him for the next week, which will be fun. It'll kind of give me a look into what it'll take for me to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; be responsible for my own dog. Like, I'm responsible for Boomer, but, everyone in the family cares for him. With a service dog, it will be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;only my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;job to take care of the dog, unless I'm unable to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Bri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-3396872344870907056?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/3396872344870907056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=3396872344870907056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/3396872344870907056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/3396872344870907056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/07/winnie-pooh.html' title='Winnie the Pooh!'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-4453085352618402735</id><published>2009-07-10T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T17:12:12.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm running out of good ideas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;For blog post titles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Anyways, Ash and I just got back from a long walk. It was fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;But hot...yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And we had a cool moment on SBW earlier today. A special guest signed on earlier. It was very nice of her, and I just thought I'd put that down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Bye now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-4453085352618402735?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/4453085352618402735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=4453085352618402735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/4453085352618402735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/4453085352618402735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-running-out-of-good-ideas.html' title='I&apos;m running out of good ideas'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-1613247314416725748</id><published>2009-07-08T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:59:33.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Ash and I got back from a walk a bit ago. It was fun, and the park we went to had a see-saw &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Yup, it was fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And...I think we're going for another walk tomorrow. Cause she's cool like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;AND. This weekend I'm going to a play with Ms. E for her birthday. Not paid for by me, because it's a Starlight GE event, but I'm paying gas. I just can't drive her there lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-1613247314416725748?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/1613247314416725748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=1613247314416725748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/1613247314416725748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/1613247314416725748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/07/walk.html' title='Walk.'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-1477951069009678794</id><published>2009-07-06T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T23:14:05.010-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medical Updates'/><title type='text'>I'm positive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;We just got the results back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'm positive for the HLA marker that 90% of people with Narcolepsy with Cataplexy have. Now, 20% of the general population have it as well, so it's not a diagnostic test for sure. But, there is the possibility of me having Narcolepsy w/Cataplexy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I think now from here is the spinal tap to test the level of hypocretin in my CFS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'm scared out of my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;But, one step at a time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;That's all for now I think,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-1477951069009678794?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/1477951069009678794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=1477951069009678794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/1477951069009678794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/1477951069009678794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-positive.html' title='I&apos;m positive.'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-4607402725871899117</id><published>2009-07-04T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T13:13:15.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay for Independence!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Day, that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Yup, it's the 4th of July.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;In 1776, John Adams wrote this in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://www.masshist.org/digitaladams/aea/cfm/doc.cfm?id=L17760703jasecond"&gt;a letter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; to his wife, Abigail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"The second day of July, 1776, will be the most memorable epoch in the history of America. I am apt to believe that it will be celebrated by succeeding generations as the great anniversary festival. It ought to be commemorated as the day of deliverance, by solemn acts of devotion to God Almighty. It ought to be solemnized with pomp and parade, with shows, games, sports, guns, bells, bonfires, and illuminations, from one end of this continent to the other, from this time forward forever more."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;He was off by two days. But, we do still celebrate the holiday with "pomp and parade" as he wrote.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;He also wrote, in that same letter, that he is "well aware of the toil and blood and treasure, that it will cost us to maintain this Declaration, and support and defend these States. -- Yet through all the gloom I can see the rays of ravishing Light and Glory. I can see that the end is more than worth all the means."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Soldiers of every generation have fought to defend and support our country. In history, it was on our own soil. Now, today's soldiers are overseas fighting, still for our country and for the independence of others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;John Adams thought the end was worth all the means. It is. I get to go celebrate this holiday with family and friends, without worrying about things like my freedom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Keep in mind it wasn't always this way, and please keep in mind the men and women overseas and those away from their families today. It's one more holiday and one more set of memories they don't get to have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-4607402725871899117?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/4607402725871899117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=4607402725871899117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/4607402725871899117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/4607402725871899117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/07/yay-for-independence.html' title='Yay for Independence!'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-4979429619435803077</id><published>2009-07-03T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T23:45:27.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mmmm....Red Robin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;We had Red Robin for dinner and it was nummy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So yesterday. Was busy, but good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I got to Blake and Nick's early, and the day was pretty low key. It involved a lot of driving, but not a lot of excitement lol. I had fun though. I love going over their. And L is such a cutie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I DID try to nap this time, but was unsuccessful. I had an episode of what I &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; is sleep paralysis. I obviously can't say for sure, but. Anyways. It sucked, and I didn't get any sleep, and I felt a bit rattled for the rest of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Blake and I ended up picking up my mom at the train (&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;popo fain in L speak&lt;/span&gt;) and going to our house. Then to dinner, Blake and L and Mom and I. Yup, that was fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Umm. So yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Today also not much, basically housework and trying to keep cool. But we did go out for dinner &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Tomorrow we're going over to a friend's house for the holiday. It'll be fun. They have a very nice view of the Sound, and you can see all the fireworks from the different areas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-4979429619435803077?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/4979429619435803077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=4979429619435803077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/4979429619435803077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/4979429619435803077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/07/mmmmred-robin.html' title='mmmm....Red Robin'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-1389695967572705198</id><published>2009-07-01T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:56:24.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Farmer's Market</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;YESTERDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;, I went to Blake and Nick's for the afternoon so Bro could have some free time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;It was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;VERY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; fun. I don't often (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;ok, almost never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;) get to run after a small child with bundles of energy, so it was a good workout. And, I slept really well! We walked (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;rolled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;) to a farmer's market about 6 block from their house. It was a longer distance than I'm used to all at once, but it actually wasn't that bad. We rested enough in between that I didn't struggle from weakness or tiredness on the way back.  And, yeah. I just had loads of fun. I'm going over again tomorrow!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Today was fun as well. I didn't use my chair going into Kris's, which was cool. She was surprised to see me without the chair. We also sat outside, which was fun. A bit windy, but it was still fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So yeah. Tomorrow I'm going to Blake and Nick's in the morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;OH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;!  I signed us (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;) up for a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;" href="http://www.starlight.org/greatescapes/"&gt;Great Escapes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; today! We're going to the Seattle Aquarium on the 19th. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; excited!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-1389695967572705198?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/1389695967572705198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=1389695967572705198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/1389695967572705198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/1389695967572705198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/07/farmers-market.html' title='Farmer&apos;s Market'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-6214448514260788132</id><published>2009-06-28T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T22:12:47.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry I let it slip.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt; need to keep on top of my blog...mostly for me though. I would hope there are people reading this who are interested in what's going on in my life, that care. And I know there are those few (&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;you know who you are&lt;/span&gt;). But I'm kicking myself for not keeping up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Even though not much has happened. No news from the docs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I've been able to get great sleep the last few nights. I've been taking Tylenol PM at night for my toe...nail came off.  So, I've been sleeping very well &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And...&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;OH&lt;/span&gt; we have plans for the 4th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And I get to Roo-sit the 13th-17th &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;We should also know about the house within the next two weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;*crosses fingers, toes, and eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-6214448514260788132?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/6214448514260788132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=6214448514260788132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/6214448514260788132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/6214448514260788132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/06/sorry-i-let-it-slip.html' title='Sorry I let it slip.'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-8675804602931724848</id><published>2009-06-25T22:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T23:00:19.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Got to hang out with Ms. E today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;ALLL&lt;/span&gt; day. It was fun. We did cleaning and organizing. Lots, and lots, and lots of organizing. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Yup. I &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; getting out of the house to do stuff. Yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Bye for now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-8675804602931724848?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/8675804602931724848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=8675804602931724848&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/8675804602931724848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/8675804602931724848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/06/got-to-hang-out-with-ms-e-today.html' title='Got to hang out with Ms. E today!'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-2573393893872435799</id><published>2009-06-22T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T09:04:04.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starlight Children's Foundation (cool fundraiser)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Hey guys. I want to share with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://fashionable-exciting-sparkling.blogspot.com/"&gt;the blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; of one of my readers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;The company she's with is doing a&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; WONDERFUL&lt;/span&gt; fundraiser idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;A Starlight Children's Foundation "Starlight Bracelet."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;It's very pretty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Here's the link to the post:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://fashionable-exciting-sparkling.blogspot.com/2009/06/starlight-starbright-childrens.html"&gt;CLICK THIS!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;If you all could check that out and maybe support Starlight Children's Foundation, it would be &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;MUCH&lt;/span&gt; appreciated!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-2573393893872435799?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/2573393893872435799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=2573393893872435799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/2573393893872435799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/2573393893872435799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/06/starlight-childrens-foundation-cool.html' title='Starlight Children&apos;s Foundation (cool fundraiser)'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-5330617342770133948</id><published>2009-06-19T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T23:14:05.010-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medical Updates'/><title type='text'>Communication with Stanford</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Today, after my appointment with Dr. H, we got a call back from Stanford.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;We talked a lot but it basically comes down to this. I'll have a blood test to see if the HLA marker is present. If it is, either we'll travel to Stanford, or maybe we'll be able to see a doctor up here who will do the spinal to test the hypocretin levels. My appointment at Stanford isn't until late October, so if we can get these things done before hand, it's much more info before we go. I already have an appointment with Dr. S on Monday for the blood test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;So. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;My appointment with Dr. H went well, he agreed to keep me on the same meds, but also lets us know there are a few other drugs out there that might work if we ever want to try them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;When we told him that we had thought about going to Stanford his only question was &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"When are you going?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;And, we found something else out about why I might be having attacks in the bathroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;We found out earlier this month that it's not uncommon for people (with N/C) to have episodes while in public bathrooms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;But Dr. H said that there is some reaction that happens &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(or can happen)&lt;/span&gt; when you don't use the bathroom as often, then empty your bladder. He said in normal people it can cause fainting &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(like, if you didn't use the toilet for 10+ hours, then emptied your bladder, there is a possibility of you fainting.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;He said that it causes a reaction &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(parasympathetic discharge? reaction?)&lt;/span&gt; similar to you laughing. Basically he said it made sense. Only when he said it it was much less complicated &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;, we've found out that if I go more frequently, I haven't been having attacks in the bathroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Which means, I need to pee more often basically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;So yeah. Good good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Umm, I don't think there is anything going on later this weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-5330617342770133948?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/5330617342770133948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=5330617342770133948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/5330617342770133948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/5330617342770133948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/06/communication-with-stanford.html' title='Communication with Stanford'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-5344822345528999429</id><published>2009-06-18T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T09:04:27.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How sad is that?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Mom was just sharing something funny from the interwebs, and we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" &gt;(family)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; were laughing about it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" &gt;A LOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;But lately I've noticed that when I laugh over....lets say 4 minutes....my back starts to spasm. I'm sure its the muscles in your lower back that you use when you laugh. Most people probably don't notice it unless those muscles aren't well stretched. Like mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" &gt;It. HURTS. SO SO MUCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I wonder what exercises might improve the tone of those muscles?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Laughing hard then ending up crying isn't the best way, I'm sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-5344822345528999429?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/5344822345528999429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=5344822345528999429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/5344822345528999429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/5344822345528999429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-sad-is-that.html' title='How sad is that?'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-2892873557433214080</id><published>2009-06-18T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T22:12:16.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG Step</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Today, for the first time since March, I got to walk to the Library with Ashy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;It was &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;SOOO &lt;/span&gt;fun. I've really missed walking and having that exercise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And it went totally fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And I have an appointment with Dr. H tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And I think I get to walk in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt;, I may get to go for another walk tomorrow, should my legs cooperate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Bye for now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-2892873557433214080?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/2892873557433214080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=2892873557433214080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/2892873557433214080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/2892873557433214080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/06/big-step.html' title='BIG Step'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-5227559978255061063</id><published>2009-06-17T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T13:14:02.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad dream = Foggy day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;So after Mom came in and gave me my meds today, I went back to sleep like I do every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;But instead of sleeping like, an hour more then getting up, I ended up sleeping another 4 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;And it wasn't restful sleep at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I had a bad dream and a possible attack of sleep paralysis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Sleep paralysis is &lt;a href="http://www.ninds.nih.gov/disorders/narcolepsy/detail_narcolepsy.htm#129513201"&gt;one of the four main symptoms of Narcolepsy&lt;/a&gt;, so it isn't odd that I may have had an episode. But I don't often experience sleep paralysis or hypno hallucinations. Most of the time it's just minor EDS and of course Cataplexy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;It was scary. I was sleeping, but not. And I was trying to open my eyes to get away from the situation &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(the situation I was dreaming, that is)&lt;/span&gt; but I couldn't move at all. I couldn't open my eyes....it was like an attack of cataplexy only worse, because I was sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;All in all, it's resulted in a very rough morning, complete with a total brain fog and dizzy spells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Its not often anymore that this happens but when it does it throws me off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;So.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-5227559978255061063?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/5227559978255061063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=5227559978255061063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/5227559978255061063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/5227559978255061063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/06/bad-dream-foggy-day.html' title='Bad dream = Foggy day'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-4813340040398130494</id><published>2009-06-16T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T12:12:57.633-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Updates'/><title type='text'>I got an A in Geometry!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;YAYAYAYAYAY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I just found out I got an A in first semester Geometry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;My grade is already being switched to&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; A &lt;/span&gt;from &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt; so happy! I didn't think I could do it but I did so&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt; I found out that if I pass the summer course of second semester Geometry, then I'll start next school year with junior credits....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;*does a happy dance*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'm so excited. I really had no clue I was doing this well in school. Like, I knew my credits were pretty good, but I thought I was still a semesters worth of credits from Junior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Okay. So, I also found out that we're for sure staying in the area. I will be going to Stadium next year. Yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Hmmmmm.....Happy Post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-4813340040398130494?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/4813340040398130494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=4813340040398130494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/4813340040398130494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/4813340040398130494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-got-a-in-geometry.html' title='I got an A in Geometry!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-6908513873754338310</id><published>2009-06-16T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T01:48:14.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Schools out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Starts Alice Cooper*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Yup, school is done &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(for me anyways)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Today was my last day. Tomorrow I'll be stopping in for about 15 minutes to tie up loose ends and finish saying goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;*Sad*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'm excited for summer, but I'll really miss school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'm hoping that this summer I can get through an Internet course or two and earn some more credits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;**********************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Saturday was Mom and Bro's B-day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Bro is now 1/2 as old as Mom, and Mom is twice as old as Bro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(sorry couldn't help throwing that math problem in)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;It was quiet, and Bro and my older sis were both busy. I know my Mom was kinda..sad. She's not used to us kids being SO independent I don't think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And then last night, instead of church Ms. E came over for dinner and coffee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;That was a blast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;***********************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;The attacks are still under control. I think...the only one I noticed from this weekend was as we were leaving Fred Meyer's. The security alarms went off because the cashier forgot to remove the security tag off something my older sis bought. I didn't go all the way out, but I did get weak and a bit foggy for a second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Today I also had a harder time focusing, my brain was foggy. I didn't sleep well last night, because one of my toe nails came off the rest of the way. So that didn't help. And I got up earlier to study for my Geo test &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(which I rocked, btw)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;It's bedtime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-6908513873754338310?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/6908513873754338310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=6908513873754338310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/6908513873754338310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/6908513873754338310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/06/schools-out.html' title='Schools out!'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-3222414030015586757</id><published>2009-06-12T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T22:57:30.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay now this is getting annoying.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I've been relatively fine all week. A few rough coughs but, you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Generally okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Now though?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Not so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Cough, slight temperature, and a general feeling of ickyness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Allergies suck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;But it's the weekend so hey, it's all good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Monday will be my last day at school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'm sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I really, really don't want to be done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Too many good people, and I felt so welcome there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I don't know what I'll do if we end up moving and I'm in a new school next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I mean, I do know. I'd deal like I always do, but still. I really, really felt great at school...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I felt like I did in 9th grade, before I got sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Yeah I had some (okay, a lot) of frustrating days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;BUT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'm gonna miss it if I have to leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So any ways. I need to get better before Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And yeah. Oh I got a cute new bed set today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Just thought I'd share that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Bye now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-3222414030015586757?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/3222414030015586757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=3222414030015586757&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/3222414030015586757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/3222414030015586757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/06/okay-now-this-is-getting-annoying.html' title='Okay now this is getting annoying.'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-8909397623918622577</id><published>2009-06-10T19:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T13:15:26.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starbright World</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" &gt;Okay so I talk about SBW enough, it's finally time for a post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's info pulled off the Starlight Children's Foundation site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;" class="body_text"&gt;"Many seriously ill teens are unable to leave the hospital or their homes, which often results in loneliness and feeling left behind by friends.  &lt;em&gt;Starbright World&lt;/em&gt;® &lt;span class="body_text"&gt;&lt;span class="body_text"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="www.starbrightworld.org" href="http://www.starbrightworld.org/" target="_blank"&gt;www.starbrightworld.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="body_text"&gt;) is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;" class="body_text"&gt;the premier online social network for seriously ill teens and their teen-aged siblings. Whether from home or the hospital, members are able to get to know other teens from around the world who are going through similar experiences.  They chat, post to the bulletin boards, share pictures and create blogs. The site is professionally moderated by Starlight staff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="body_text"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Life&lt;/em&gt; is now also available as an important extension of &lt;em&gt;Starbright World&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;My Life&lt;/em&gt; was developed specifically to help teens with life-threatening illnesses acknowledge and cope with the possibility of death. All teens wrestle with wanting more independence, new life experiences, and greater control over their lives. Dealing with a serious illness can make being a teenager even more overwhelming, and can take a significant toll on both physical and emotional health.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="body_text"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Life’s&lt;/em&gt; goal is to help sick teens process their feelings and understand their fears about their illnesses, while at the same time making it easier to communicate about what they are feeling. The program helps teens express themselves and process their feelings by allowing them to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul  style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="body_text"&gt;Document their stories and journal their thoughts;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="body_text"&gt;Express themselves through photos and personalized profiles;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="body_text"&gt;Describe their experiences in order to better understand their own emotions;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="body_text"&gt;Interact with other teens who are feeling the same fears; and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="body_text"&gt;Develop the communication skills and comfort level to adequately express their feelings and wishes to friends and family while they have the opportunity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="body_text"&gt;To see a demo of &lt;em&gt;My Life&lt;/em&gt;, visit &lt;a title="click here" href="http://www.starbrightworld.org/MyLifeDemo/MyLife.html" target="_blank"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="body_text"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Starbright World&lt;/em&gt; members love the features and capabilities of this community, as it reminds them that they are not alone and provides much-needed peer support.  As one user tells us:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="body_text"&gt;"I think &lt;em&gt;Starbright World&lt;/em&gt; is a good idea.  It gives us a chance to talk to other people in the same situation.  It lets you find out for yourself that there are others like you.  You also have the chance to let your mind wander away from your pain.  So I'm just writing to say thank you!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="body_text"&gt;Altavoice2, SBW user&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span class="body_text"&gt;The Web Marketing Association honored &lt;em&gt;Starbright World&lt;/em&gt; with 2 &lt;em&gt;Standard of Excellence Awards&lt;/em&gt; in nonprofit websites and online communities as part of its &lt;a title="11th annual WebAward Competition" href="http://www.webaward.org/winner.asp?eid=9020" target="_blank"&gt;11th annual WebAward Competition&lt;/a&gt; for website development. More than 2,400 sites from 40 countries were adjudicated in 96 industry categories during this year's competition. Entries were judged on design, copy writing, innovation, content, interactivity, navigation and use of technology. &lt;em&gt;Starbright World&lt;/em&gt; scored particularly well in regards to design, innovation and technology and was off the charts for interactivity! " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;So. SBW is my big escape...when I need to vent, or just feel like I fit in. I know, it's so "the world's against me" to say that I don't fit in at school, but it is INCREDIBLY awkward some days.  And when I was out of school for these last four months, SBW helped keep me sane.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;So that's what SBW is about, when I say SBW I'm talking about Starbright World.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-8909397623918622577?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/8909397623918622577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=8909397623918622577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/8909397623918622577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/8909397623918622577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/06/starbright-world.html' title='Starbright World'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-5187752535503885433</id><published>2009-06-08T21:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T21:05:38.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" &gt;Yup, sick, fever still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-5187752535503885433?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/5187752535503885433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=5187752535503885433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/5187752535503885433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/5187752535503885433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/06/bleh.html' title='Bleh'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-3885777285750316758</id><published>2009-06-06T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T22:31:20.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still sick, but...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'm still sick, but I was feeling well enough earlier AND didn't have a fever, so I got to go to a friend's baby shower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;  Now, fever is back, cough is back (although the cough never really went away) and just feeling gross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;  If it doesn't stop Mom said she wants me to go to the docs on Monday. Which I totally understand, I've been sick for like, a week, most of that week with a fever as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;  BUT it's been a while since I've had to go to the doctor's for any reason other than consult, attacks based or not. Like, I haven't seen Dr. S since February?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So. I considered that an accomplishment =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Anyways I suppose sleep is a good help. So bedtime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-3885777285750316758?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/3885777285750316758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=3885777285750316758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/3885777285750316758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/3885777285750316758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-still-sick-but.html' title='I&apos;m still sick, but...'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-6782129967320380641</id><published>2009-06-04T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T14:30:00.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;WHY must I get sick right before school is over. I don't have that many days left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;But I can't go because I have a nasty cough and a fever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Doesn't that just sound like a ball?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So now, I get to sit at home and do more Geometry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-6782129967320380641?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/6782129967320380641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=6782129967320380641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/6782129967320380641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/6782129967320380641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/06/why.html' title='WHY?!?!'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-7192887363173595881</id><published>2009-06-03T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T12:12:57.633-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Updates'/><title type='text'>Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Lots of stuff has been going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Umm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;, Friday and Tuesday were both fun, successful days! I didn't go on Monday due to a bad sore throat/fever, which got a bit better yesterday but has now become a bad cough. Good thing I'm staying home anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Today I have to go get some blood drawn for that Lupus test, then we're going to get &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ID's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;, (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Twinn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; and I) then, lunch, then Kris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Now for school updates!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I've got A LOT less work than I thought I did to finish out the first semester of Geometry, and only needed one or two prompts from Mr. D to remember the rules/formulas. I should be able to get that done before the year is out and do second semester Geometry over the summer, then be able to take Advanced Algebra next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;The rest of my classes are like this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Independent Study Algebra: On Track&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Health 2: After discussing with my teacher, (who saw me come into the room, got this shocked look on his face, then about doubled over laughing, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;) we decided that it was highly improbable that I would be able to finish the semester.  So I have to check in every day for attendance reasons, but then I get to use the period for free study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Geometry: as said above, I'm on track to finish first semester.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Study Skills: Another free study period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;So that's what school looks like for the next 2-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Then summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I have no clue what summer holds.....a move, possibly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;traveling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; for a diagnosis, possibly getting a puppy to begin training for a service dog, possibly getting a new chair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Lots of things are up in the air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-7192887363173595881?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/7192887363173595881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=7192887363173595881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/7192887363173595881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/7192887363173595881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/06/stuff.html' title='Stuff'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-5352117916569455413</id><published>2009-05-29T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T23:14:05.010-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medical Updates'/><title type='text'>So folks, we finally got news today.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; UW sided with Children's. I'm having blood drawn for Lupus next week, but I have a funny feeling that's going to be negative. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; They also told us that in order to have the spinal done, I have to go to either Stanford or Mayo, they can't do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; We know we might have to travel now. But maybe my daddy will be able to figure something out here. If not, travel then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Sheesh. I just wish I didn't have to deal with this. Don't we all though!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;On the bright side, today I went back to school for the first time in almost 4 months!!! Even though I'll only have like, 15 days left, it's a start! I'm currently taking Daytrana which is a stimulant and it's cut down my attacks drastically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Well that's all I have to ramble about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-5352117916569455413?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/5352117916569455413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=5352117916569455413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/5352117916569455413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/5352117916569455413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-folks-we-finally-got-news-today.html' title='So folks, we finally got news today.'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-4789313488022694852</id><published>2009-05-25T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T14:51:12.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Because I can't say it any better than he did.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" href="http://ambulancedriverfiles.blogspot.com/2009/05/because-i-cant-say-it-any-better-than.html"&gt;A Day In The Life Of An Ambulance Driver: Because I Can't Say It Any Better Than Last Year&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;This post hit me hard. It was read to the family and brought about a moment of silence and tears. We have family members who have fought for our country. My dad, my uncle, and my grandpa all have.  I've lost relatives to wars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I appreciate all they do and did for our country, and I appreciate all those that I don't know but still work to keep me and my family and this country safe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" &gt;Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-4789313488022694852?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://ambulancedriverfiles.blogspot.com/2009/05/because-i-cant-say-it-any-better-than.html' title='Because I can&apos;t say it any better than he did.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/4789313488022694852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=4789313488022694852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/4789313488022694852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/4789313488022694852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/05/because-i-cant-say-it-any-better-than.html' title='Because I can&apos;t say it any better than he did.'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-5176879271428577909</id><published>2009-05-24T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T11:01:38.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping was fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Mom and Ash and I went shopping yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;It was fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;We got some clothes, ummm lets see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I got 1 shirt, 1 pair of jeans, 2 pair of flip-flops (gotta love Old Navy's 1 dollar flip-flop sale)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; and....a new bag I can use in my chair. It's super cute too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And we got things for the house from Ross. I got a new hamper so we have some more baskets for the house. I also got a file organizer, one that I can use later on, (after graduation, when I eventually move out, etc.) as well as now for school papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, we're all (my entire family) getting new phones, which is exciting. Hopefully this new one will hold up better under my attacks, although my attacks are pretty well under control so that's good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So. More coming in the next few days. On Tuesday, because it doesn't look like I'll be in school *sigh*  I'm calling Shay (Children's) and my dermatologist to see if any of them have any news. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Hopefully I'll be able to get back in school soon. I already have first day planned out, down to the clothes I'll wear, because I'm hoping that will help alleviate any stress I might have. That way any new stress is just there for me to deal with, not piled on top of other stress. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-5176879271428577909?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/5176879271428577909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=5176879271428577909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/5176879271428577909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/5176879271428577909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/05/shopping-was-fun.html' title='Shopping was fun'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-3609706324605564188</id><published>2009-05-21T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T21:32:16.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No school yet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'm still not back in school, and we still haven't HEARD from the school, so  I don't know when I'll be starting next week either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Today was much fun though. I got up and almost immediately after I left with a friend who live in OR most of the time. We had a pretty good day hanging out and just doing pretty much nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;It was fun to get out without family and just feel normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Tomorrow will be cleaning....and...maybe some shopping. I kinda want a watch and I definitely want some shirts for summer.  A lot of the ones I have don't fit right for my chair, as in when I'm in my chair they're much too low cut. Everyone is about 2 feet above me, so I try to cover up a bit extra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And...hmm, I don't know what else. Yeah. No school tomorrow or Monday, so I would only have four days if I started on Tuesday, so I'm kinda wondering if I'll even get four days in next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Bye for now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-3609706324605564188?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/3609706324605564188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=3609706324605564188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/3609706324605564188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/3609706324605564188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-school-yet.html' title='No school yet'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-7032766581396745801</id><published>2009-05-20T12:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T12:43:24.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to school</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So...I think I'll be going back to school sometime this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'm feeling...apprehensive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I don't know....I don't know if I'm ready yet. And I know that might be silly, because it's not a new school or anything...But I've been gone for the most part of almost three months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; Actually it's closer to four.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.&lt;br /&gt;  When I start again I'll be switching some classes around, not teachers, just classes. I'll only have four classes now, and I won't start until 9:30.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;  Hopefully this will go smoothly. Hopefully I won't need to mess with my meds to help me get through the day, because that always throws my body off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And biggest hope of all, I hope I'm able to get back on track for next year. My counselor thinks that maybe I'll be able to get back on track to do junior classes next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So. More on this later tonight or tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Bye for now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-7032766581396745801?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/7032766581396745801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=7032766581396745801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/7032766581396745801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/7032766581396745801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-to-school.html' title='Back to school'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-384030151362349143</id><published>2009-05-18T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T23:42:30.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Ash and I went to the park next to the library and just sat. It was nice out, sunny without being too hot, so that was good. I used my chair. We started off at the park, but there were a lot of kids, and both Ash and I just wanted to sit outside in the quiet, so we rolled over to in front of the library and sat there for a while, and I drew a rhododendron...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Then when it got too sunny and hot we went up the little hill towards the fire station cause there is a BIG oak tree with nice shade and a little dirt patch I can park my chair in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;SOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;It was a good day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-384030151362349143?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/384030151362349143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=384030151362349143&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/384030151362349143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/384030151362349143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/05/today.html' title='Today....'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-3410598423559585315</id><published>2009-05-18T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T11:53:44.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We had a BBQ</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" &gt;And it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The barbecue was great, Blake and Nick and L came over.&lt;br /&gt;Very good food, good friends, good time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't end up going to church yesterday, because the heat of the day plus the combination of me just being worn out would've been too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Ms. E and I just went to Starbucks instead and sat under an umbrelly outside. And she brought ROO!!! He's soooooo cute. And lovey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thennnn....home, bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye now,&lt;br /&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-3410598423559585315?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/3410598423559585315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=3410598423559585315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/3410598423559585315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/3410598423559585315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/05/we-had-bbq.html' title='We had a BBQ'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290915789939488213.post-4787475653976165901</id><published>2009-05-15T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T23:10:52.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I seem to be failing at this whole "posting" thing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I know, I know. I suck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I haven't posted in forever...well, like, a half a week. BUT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Nothing much has happened either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Ummm....an exciting piece of news is about the boat. Ashy is part of Sea Scouts, and she's been wanting me to come. Mom was worried I'll fall overboard and die. I understand her fear, however many times I may scoff at it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;BUT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Some things have now been sorted out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;When I'm able to go on the boat, I will stay below the entire time we're sailing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;When I'm able to go, there will be a certain skipper there....he's a doctor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And, I'll be using a life-vest the entire time per protocol like all the other kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So. That may be something fun happening soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So. That's all, still nothing about school, nothing from Children's, UW, or my dermatologist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;~Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6290915789939488213-4787475653976165901?l=fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/feeds/4787475653976165901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290915789939488213&amp;postID=4787475653976165901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/4787475653976165901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290915789939488213/posts/default/4787475653976165901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthelipsofme.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-seem-to-be-failing-at-this-whole.html' title='I seem to be failing at this whole &quot;posting&quot; thing...'/><author><name>Life on Pause</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14516216274731780229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMzeielaDvE/TtuvCTFkbUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M5Z7FrHX0ww/s220/bri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
