Part I - It's Alive!

College Writing I

October 27, 2005

By: Sarah Skime

It’s Alive!

The amount of five quarts of oil that courses through your car is like the amount that pumps throughout your body. If a quart were to diminish, then there would be serious trouble. Whenever losing a quart, must add! What am I? If you guessed blood then you would be correct.

An average adult has between 10 to 12 pints of blood (5-6 liters). If you lose a liter of blood then you might go into a state of shock and that is not good. Blood plays a vital role in survival, without it the body would simply not function. Some argue on the number of blood’s major functions, but for your sake there is going to be three (instead of two), which is: The transportation of oxygen, nutrients, and wastes; Secondly, the protection against disease and the defense against pathogens by blood’s production of antibodies; and the helping of “homeostasis” or the maintaining of body temperature by the blood circulating through the body.

Blood has a favorite number and it must be three, because there are also three major vessels: arteries, capillaries, and veins. Arteries carry blood AWAY from the heart; Capillaries that links arteries and veins, transporting oxygen and other nutrients from the blood to the cells (waste product such as carbon dioxide would be picked up from cells and then moved to veins); and veins carry blood to the heart. Arterial bleeding is most severe (Life-threatening), since is under more

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pressure it is more difficult for clots to form. Clots cannot form as rapidly, so is harder to control the bleeding from wound. Since high concentration of oxygen – type of bleeding has a bright red color. Venous Bleeding is easier to control than arterial and since is under less pressure – closer to skin’s surface. Severe bleeding would happen in this case if injury were in thigh. Oxygen is poor in blood, so blood is a dark red or maroon. Capillary bleeding is most common and can be a typical paper cut. Usually bleeding is slow flowing, (vessels are small) making clotting to occur very easily.

In blood you have a natural clotting mechanism, which is essentially composed of solid components found in red and white blood cells called “platelets” and this helps with stop much of capillary bleeding. In external cases, when bleeding doesn’t stop, then you have to take steps to control the bleeding artificially. You’ll have to deal with injured party until the platelets bind together that’s when the blood clots have formed or continue on with steps until further assistance arrives (EMS or 911).

Whenever dealing with blood and bodily fluids you want to take precautions and this is the first major step you must know, although probably heard many times before. Blood is very detrimental in health when it comes to the patient, you and people that surround you if you do not take protective procedures. So the transmission of HIV, Hepatitis B Virus (HBV), Hepatitis C Virus (HCV), along with other (blood-borne pathogens) diseases’ risks can be prevented when administrating health care and first aid and the best bet is to wear gloves.

Article I Glanced AT

One night, I was over at my grandma's all by myself watching television like usual. What is up with that anyways. Anyways, my grandma who I adore so much, said I could stay there and get away from the house when she was gone. She knows me too well.
So she was going to be gone for two weeks, traveling in Scotland and Wales and England and such. She's making a picture book as we speak and I'm excited, because she never really told any of us anything. So I really want to see it when it's finished definitely.
So I stayed there, maybe not the brightest idea. My thinking though - It would be quiet, definitely peace away from my brother and sister even though they are not the problem at all. The problem lays with me and my damn time management - procastination - somewhat to a perfectionist standard kind of package. I was behind or at least felt like I was in a big deep hole that I dug myself into my classes - so thought it would be great. Write some papers. Got some books at the bookstore - I was set!
At least I thought I was....

For one, Television at my grandmas is about 20 times more channels then what we have. We have the most basic package at home - and that is probably a good reason for my sake. Like holai hell. We only get channel 2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10,11,12,13,15,16,17,18,20,21,22,and 23. So 2-13, 15-18, and 20-23 maybe less. Thats about 20 channels. My other grandma who lives in Cass Lake - thats another story- Satallite. "The Dish" - I'm like a walking zombie whenever I stay there. One thing I like is Movies, Movies, Movies. That's actually one thing I have in common with my cute little blonde-haired cousin Tara. I guess I really didn't see her that much in the past, but now we just go on and on about movies. We actually have something in common. She's like seven and she gets stuff that is so outrageous that you wouldn't think someone that age would. Sadly to say, but I'm a lot closer to her than the rest of my cousins on that side - My mom's side. My first impression always at get to together like Holidays was never the best, but know since we talk - I know she'll go far. She's already so smart and now she doesn't seem like a regular kid does.
Kids in the past have been - let me tell you it's been an experience. They have not been that good to me. It's horrid, so it was kind of irony that my major picked last year was Early Child Education.
Anyways, I was up one night like every night. Late up all night - I'm like an insomanic. Now wonder I hate mornings. I know... I know... I get this crap all the time with the parents (THat's why i have to leave) It's my choice to stay up and I do it to myself when I have to in order to work on homework. Spare me the lecture. I don't know I used to be able to do it in highschool. Not go sleep for 24 hours and going to school. Of course, there was a lot of days were I didn't go to school, because face it school sucks. It's fake and you can't be who you want to be anyways. Plus there's a lot of teachers that were bad. I think my senior year, I did the best in. I think that's because I find a little pinch of what makes me alive and not the normal routine over and over again.
To think about it now, I really haven't changed. In my family - I was always the one less organized and the one who was always the last one. When I was the main driver of the kids - my brother and sisters - they would be the one getting impatient with me. Usually, drivers blame that the passengers aren't ready it was vice-versa. They dreaded going to school with me and my older brother's responsibility was now passed on to me. Although I'll tell you that it was occassionally that I would bring people in, because face it my brothers and sisters were smart. They would get a ride from either my older brother, my dad, or my mom.
My older brother was almost three years older than me, but only two grade years ahead. He was held back for having a summer birthday. So when I could drive, I think I was about to be kicked out of the house. I think my dad is way more tougher on my older brother Chris than me and basically I am the one who is way worse. He initially moved out from a little spiel from my dad and it was about my dad asking him to put the tires back on the car or he will be asked to leave.

For One, Chris was always taking a part shit and fooling around them. Like Computers - Uggh. When people are so much smarter than you in an area it kind of bugs you. But when he was thinking he could disassemble computers and assemble on basic knowledge (of what?) is beyond me and leaving there for days on end. Parts would be missing and then things never got finished. The story of my fricken life right there. His disorganizational on computers is what I inhibit from day to day in messiness that is surrounded by the house. That includes my papers and clothes everywhere. The one thing that I like to keep is clothes that I probably will never wear in my lifetime - not my style and clothes that I wear but necessarily like - clothes and clothes that I adore that oddly enough is under a heap of crap. Papers is what I collect and constantly are getting thrown away, because I leave them out where Everyone is . Especially the living room. I think I have compilations of about every subject imaginable that I have underago as a project. Mostly homework turning into another and another... a vicious endless cycle and an underending. Thats why I like to collect it and get file drawers like reporters do with their stories and they add on to it to update it to modern research. That's my plan, but no one understands it. My mom just thinks it's junk to me. But I really don't. Some people may think it's just writing, but not to me - it's like knowledge and seeking the truth. Finding whats real and false and combining of the two worlds of information (viewpoints of yourself what you believe, compared to what is out there - you know). I don't know maybe it is absurd. Already a lot is missing. Your mind can only comprehend so much!
Lately, thats not much in my case. I'm not the one who has that natural intelligence. I have to work for it. It seems like know I can't even free - write without actually looking it up. I don't have confidence. The things that I know is experience and thats everything I freewrite. Poetry I like - I even have entered some of mine in www.poetry.com, but there not good and they'll never be. Thats not my act like other people. Other people - Just blow my mind! See that's one of problems right there - I don't have what it takes. Thats a broad statement for my life. Like I don't want to be a risk taker, but I also want to find my act. It would be perfect if someone just pointed it out. It's also very scary not knowing, it scares me everytime I think about.
Well my older brother - I think had a lot of pressure was mainly, because he didn't graduate from highschool. My dad thought he was until a week before the principal called up - no names mentioned - and left a message on the answering machine. "Your son, Christopher, is not going to graduate. Have a Nice Day." Have a Nice Day that's what really got my dad plus the whole fact that in Conferences the teachers said that he was doing good in all his classes. My dad then told ALL the teachers if he slacks off that they should call him and my dad would deal with it. My older brother was suppose to be the rolemodel for all of us and thats what I think was the whole reason beyond it all and the falling out or "the move out."

When you move you out - you grow up pretty damn fast. My mom during that time - really got on my dads case and I say my mom has a way closer relationship with my brother than with my little brother Josh and I. I think I'm the one who is fartherest from closeness - it's an odd relationship that my mom and I share. It's like mostly though lashing out at each other - mostly I, but I think either were are too much like sometimes or so indifferent it is not even funny. Sorry to say, I like my mom and all, but I don't want to be anything like her and even though I try - I can't get away from some of the things. My mom would bring food to my brother at his apartment and would clean it up. I think she called him every week - it was constant though. Going and doing stuff for him. I don't know... I think when my brother moved out was when we had a closer brother and sister relationship. Chris was a jerk to me - he was like my tormentator and it was awful when the boys teamed up on me. He was constantly trying to embarass me - there's a hidden rule of things you should do and not do or should be between siblings. If there was - I'm pretty sure he broke most of them. My older guy cousins were nicer to me then he was. He would ditch me in school, he obviously didn't want to be seen with me at all. I had to ride the bus often - most the time. He was just rude and when it came around to my little brother hitching a ride I was all for it.

I didn't want to be like that. Although I would be threatening of not giving a ride if he angered me in the car, which happened a lot of times when I first drove. Always referring to my driving skills - accidents and such and how I'm a bad driver. He should be thankful. Unthankful - ingrate. Or messin with the music.

So at my grandmas ... I was watching the history channel for a glimpse. It was something about cheating the casino's - BORING. I feel kind of obligated to flip and glance at history channel. God bless my grandpa. My grandpa Glenn watched the history channel everytime I came to the house. He was a very intelligent man - I love him. He served time in military and was in the submarines for missions - I didn't get to know him until after his stroke. He lost his ability to write with his prominant hand and had to learn how to drive all over again and shot. Although, I think he stopped hunting after that, he used to make his own bullets downstairs along with own cigars. He was also a Firemen before and he restored two of the engines and thanks to him still run to this day. Seen in the parade every year on display in downtown Bemidji. I remember the smell of his smoke of cigerettes and today still love that smell. I remember, he could always sing songs although could not speak. Every Christmas or around he would pick me up with my six-month apart cousin and he would sing Christmas songs - Jingle Bells. I remember he always chewed Wrigley's Spearmint - good stuff and th fond memories of the riding on the three-wheeler with him. I remember riding in his Ford 1986 green pick-up truck on his many adventures. I remember when we raked leaves he would give us money and run us to the Nymore Meat Market. He was so AWESOME - a good man was lost in February of a heart attack - it breaks my heart.
Well, later I flipped back to the channel and it was about how this team was designed by this guy who had this mathematical complex way. It was pretty awesome, but I said I can always probably buy the tape of this. I know I would like it anyhow just the way it was presented. Then On Netscapes homepage was an article how to beat the Casino. And this is how I got to thinking - through many webs.

Behind-the News

My Progress:

I started to volunteer my time at the end of the school year last year for the news. I would say about the first of May or in April. My first time to the station was nerve-wrecking. The director, Matt, gave me e-mails of the telling of job descriptions that are there. It was a year lapse, since I had anything dealing with video. I took my Intro to Video, Advanced Video (LumberjAcK Live), and Broadcasting in high school.

Before this all happened....

I told my dad that I was thinking of Mass Communications and since Dennis interviewed my dad I kind of had an "in." I was going to talk to Lakeland and see if I could help out even though I told my dad I was effie about it because I did not have that much experience, but was something that would be fun.
So my dad and I e-mailed Lakeland and theyy said that I could come in. So I did and you know what it's like when you first mean someone - that nervousness kind of strange vibe to it. I was afraid of the first impression - you always want the person to like you and I didn't know how and who everyone and everything was going to be like. Was it going to be a very gloomy serious - fun way, because your learning way or were some people had that character where they joked around. Was the place going to be just like the big production studios.
The first two nights they let me watch which was a good thing and Dennis who is the awesomest news anchorman actually talked to me. It was a very relaxing enviroment they started me off in and thats a good thing, becauseI get way too anxious.
Then my first job was teleprompter, which I did click on the mouse making the background screen white with black letters. When I was getting "trained" for the craft. "Dave Brooks" the radio announcer that you sometimes hear on the country station 101.3? was the one who was my mentor and he told me not to put my hand up by the button, because the slightest touch and the screen will go white with black letters - existing out of the running script. It was not a big deal and I didn't do that twice.
The director then, gave me tech discripts of the things that went wrong that night, a lot of times viewers don't pick up on them. Which was so cool considering that some peeps didn't receive them. I felt Special. I am Special... I already know that and proud of what just like my kindergarten teacher told each one of her students, which I was one of them. Thank you very much.
I think I went in every week for a month. My next step was camera's and Dave, the nicest guy was my mentor for two training days then other people helped me out. That went on for quite awhile. I was not comfortable going solo.
Camera's was the first time I got a nickname from the news crew who are cool - I just had to add that. I wanted to know what the sentence sounded like when I added "who are cool" but anyhoo, I had a difficult moving the camera's. DON'T Laugh at ME. Honestly they were different then the high school - I'm pretty sure - I'm not 100% so I can't swear. But in reality I can swear - quite well - too I might add. And one of the anchors not mentioning names, but "he" said it was like driving a car and no it was not Dennis. You can narrow it down. I asked if it was like an automatic (was thinking). And he said "Yeah."Then I made a fricken smart ass comment saying I don't drive an automatic I drive a clutch. Thats when my nickname around the station would be Clutch.
Sarah "Clutch" Skime - yeah don't wear it out. I have to admit though I did get into that one.
Then as soon as I did solo. Onto the next, which was loading the C.G. "Computer Graphics." Honestly it is fun, but knowledge of the computer's program and such is very handy - very good that the director walked me through it. Honestly I could never walk a day in the director's shoes he is the man.
Then next was C.G. - on the 2nd night I did it - I double clutched - thats when I got my first talking to. But I would rather get lectured of what I did wrong then let it slide. People honestly need to yell at me - I can take - I'm a tough girl. I'm not like glass - I will not break. Thats when I double clutched it. Then the nicknames kept rolling in. Your middle initial should be O so you can be SOS.
On the credits - my name is Sarah E. Skime. I feel damn proud. Just recently I did a week on audio and I say I passed on that mission and do it again. I had a sweet night on audio just last night - Wednesday: October 27th. I think I came far and if this was to be my major I would be farther more knowledgeable in area right know then others at my level / age.

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Sleeping Pill Rise in US

Bill Berkrot did an article: In US, the prescription use of sleeping pills are soaring

Younger Americans solution by massive numbers to get some sleep is spending money, so they don't toss and turn. Among adults 20-24 in a study conducted by a prescription management company - USE of sleep medications doubled in 2000 to 2004. Getting a restful night for these college aged peeps has 190 percent jump from that period (4 years 2000-2004; Medco Health Solutions released on Monday - October 17th, 2005).

More than 70 million Americans may be affected by a sleep problem (insomnia or sleep apnea) while some 60 percent have chronic sleep disorder there suffering too, according to National Institutes of Health.

Among children 10-19 was a shocker in the study with use of sleep aids increase by 85 percent - money spent is 223 percent over the 2000 levels. The study of first six months of 2004 also found most the children who were treated for hyperactivity disorder was on sleep meds (15 percent). There may be a correlation.

No matter the age - Women more likely than men to use sleep medicines. 58% higher than men in the age group 20-64.

...'Elderly still most frequent users, but the study shows that even a younger group than before is introduced to use of these medications (with a greater frequency)' -Dr. Robert Epstein said something along those lines (Medco's chief medical officer)

Adults problems are mainly that they can't stay asleep whereas children have difficulty going to sleep.

In the United States, more than 35 million sleeping pills prescriptions were filled in 2004 (spending 2.1 billion dollars) - NIH (National Institutes of Health).

World's most popular sleep drug made by Sanofi-Aventis is Ambien - sales hitting 1.74 billion dollars in 2004.

*2.4 million Americans Medco study accounts for in years 2000 through 2004.

(Copyright of Article is Reuters Ltd; All Rights Reserved : Posted on 10/17/2005 at 01:23)

Diseases Missed By Doctors

There are Seven diseases that are generally missed by doctors, so pay attention it may happen to you.

1. Heart Disease

2. Ovarian Cancer

3. Celiac Cancer

4. Lupus

5. Hepatitis C

6. Chlamydia

7. Multiple Sclerosis

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I just hit 50 Posts not all Posted, but I did.

It's All Your Fault

My older brother ordered a snowboard like a month ago and it finally came in. The package was "untouched" and you knw how sibling rivilary is. I wanted to see it and so I decided around dinner time that I was going to open it a little way.
For one the girls in our family never have had a snowboard and the boys have. Christmas like four winters ago, the boys got snowboards while the girls got skis - honestly how sterotypical is that. I'm still mad at my dad at that. I want tp snowboard and I still want to.
I was going to have myself a peek and my little brother told me I can't open it without my older brother Chris not there. So it became a little fight. Pushing each other around - the last push would end badly for one of us. The push was against the counter and then we both saw a puddle of blood. Not the most horrific - more a shock of anything. I started panically telling my little brother Josh to look on the bottom of his foot. He did and then I told him to lift his other one that's when I knew it was me and when the pain sunk in.

ADvisory... From this point on

That's when I started screaming. I was like mom I'm bleeding. She was like I told you someone was going to get hurt. I was screaming to my little sister to call 911 over and over again. She told Kelsi No, we'll run her to the hospital. And I was arguing with my mom. Kelsi was in a hesitated position. Then she came out and that's when she told Josh to get a towel and put pressure on it. She got the SUV started. She had to warm it up and I watched the blood to combine into one puddle. Then they both had carried me - I don't remember who carried what (my feet). I remember I saw blood trailing in the snow outside as I was getting carried and my dogs licking it. Gross. My mom was screaming for my siblings to clean it up and I was too. That's just too barbaric for me.

As we were going to the hospital - We drove a mile and a half and my mom pulled the vehicle over. What the Hell? This is when I was really freakin out. I'm going to die I would say, because this idea enetered into my mind. My mom said she was going to pass out - she saw a glimpse of my foot and I guessed it grossed her out, because she could see all the way through.

A dog to Care for

My cousin asked me to check up on the dogs she was watching and let them to run outside for awhile, but watch him. The black mutt named "Pepper" liked to rome - she actually ran away a few days before. So watching her like a hawk played an important key in my mind.
My cousin lives a half an hour away, so I went there and brought my little sister with me.
My little sister "Kelso," had never seen my cousin's house. Kelsi was kind of hesitant on going.

There were two dogs and we tried to let them out one at a time. Pepper went out in the woods and Kelsi and I would be screaming for it to come back. Pepper would listen some of the time, but would eventually mosey on back to the woods. We finally got Pepper back to the house and I was inside for some odd reason and could hear Kelsi yelling that one of the dogs was bleeding on the porch and by that time Pepper was inside too and put inside kennel. Then I looked to see massive amounts of blood all over the floor. I looked at each of the dogs looking them over to finally see it was Pepper and of course the blood dripping from her kennel wasn't a dead give-away. I was literally freakin out. I don't know what to do and I regreted even going out and trying to help my cousin out. We called my cousin's dad, Jeff asking what should we do? Bring the dog to the vet - my mom was called before and she didn't know how to get there and of course she wouldn't even dare to try. Jeff said he was going to be there. I held pressure on the dogs foot, but she wouldn't stand still until ten minutes later when she layed down. The other dog was making noise - we put him in kennel was being a nuisance and licking other dog's blood.

You know that's just sick. Literally the blood I think went everywhere the walls, the floors, on porch, and all over the kennel. When Jeff came he said he'll be fine at that time I think I was holding tightly on bottom of dog's foot for about 20-25 minutes. I was at the point where I was losing grip. The dog had a broken glass bottle to cut it's foot we found out later. I was just worried about the dog dying in my care - how bad would that be. Thats why I was like - we should bring it to the vet. We just put the dogs in it's kennels and left. And I didn't talk to my cousin about it, but she found out. How can you tell someone that news. She said there was even blood on the ceiling - how in the hell. She said Pepper was still bleeding a little bit and K'Man (intention of no specificity on names) wrapped it's leg, but obviously was not as bad as before.

THat's my experience that I never want to experience with again.

Next...

I have a fear of blood, but it's something that I think can overcome. So my dear ole' dad gives blood every six months - every time he's asked to come in. The times that I've went in it always made me cringe with he whole needle in the arm - No Thank You - I can really go without. You know. If I'm seriously thinking of going to the medical fear - I have to seriously think of doing things that would seem erning to me (another opposite word for diserning, know one). Things that are not going to be in my best interest like going to see a dissection (was going to go at the U of M last year, but was full - my teacher from intro to anatomy and physiology suggested iy) or give blood.
I was to give blood. They first prick your thumb and it doesn't hurt - it's just what are you going to do with a cut on your finger. They do this kind of for a qualification to donate for a hemoglobin count. The girl in front of me who the nurses thought we were sisters were sent away , because hers wasn't high enough. As I was in the little office, the nurse told me that women usually were refused, because have a lower range of the count. Men usually almost always get accepted. I had a high count.

Most Recent Happening

I went to We-Fest this summer like a lot of the other summers. If you haven't been to this event, you should. It is either something you'll either dread or love. Last summer was bad - too much DRAMA that is created when people feud. Different people that came - I presume made the change and became a major factor ... I guess for all the DRAMA. I didn't think there would be - the more the merrier....right? Wrong in this case.! Plus I already get bored as Is - I get bored easily.
At this point like the other past three years - I wasn't really sure of the direction my life was heading. The only highlight of my day, was when I "saved a guy."
Whitney and I, were heading to camp from the last concert of the Fest - Tim McGraw. Or as I call "Timmy McGraw." We kind of strayed from our pack. Then all of a sudden my eyes finally focused on a guy on the ground with three people around him facing me - kind of a delayed action - taking a few seconds. This picture didn't hit me right away - it took my a few seconds to come to that conclusion, because when it comes down to it - the scene didn't look like anything out of the ordinary. You just see things that are fucked up around here, plus there was tons of people going around their normal business. People were walking past him without any of there cares just lining up going to their camp (it almost looks like cattle). Then a girl was asking if anyone would give up their shirt. The thought did occur to me as weird, but didn't really click until I came closer to the middle-aged man.

I saw this guy bleeding profusely. I had another tank top underneath (it was a "club top" mainly reason why I had a tank top over another). This guy needed help, so I gave it up. I absolutely dislike it when people do nothing - stand around just spectacting. Literally people are telling stories - BS ing while this guy is bleeding all over. It was as if nothing had happened. (This whole thought concept is above me - Ughhh - ...Just like California).

My Reserved Seating tag got caught up, so it seemed like forever to get it untangled. The same girl who asked for the shirt was talking to the victim (one of the three peeps I saw originally). She and I were holding my top and applying pressure to his head wound. I asked if she was a medic, because that would mean I did all I can do and I'm done. I felt out of place and from the corner of my eye I could see that Whitney was getting antsy. Supposed medic said she worked at front gate and was "in the army" - in a way that they know what to do in a medical emergency. She told the victim to lay down and I didn't want to tell her she was wrong, but you have to - so I was like "Umm, your suppose to elevate."

Then people surrounding me - "yeah elevate." Always on a bleeding victim you always want the wound elevated more then the heart - it reduces the blood flow. I thought it was common sense. C'mon.

Since victim was conscious he stood up and that is when I saw Whitney being pushed. I thought they were medics and had arrived. I left, because I felt like it was my time to go plus it kind of ticked me off that they were questioning Whitney and pushing her. So I left and hoped the man was in good hands.

Then on the way back, Whitney said I hope you don't have any cuts. I said nO....I'm PrEttY sure... NO I Don't. I Know I don't. I don't think I got any blood on me amyways. She told me that I needed to wash my hands at LEAST ten times before I was able to sleep in the tent. As soon as I got back - that's exactly what I did. I saw that I did get a little blood on me and luckily I didn't have cuts.

I was thinking about this on the way back and later - that the knowledge of saving someone's life outweighs the risk. The feeling that I did something good is something that I don't get often. It was better to know that I did good and that I WAS THERE.

Maybe this was a sign to my near profession in the future or maybe is was a mere coincedence. I'll never know, but it makes me think.

BLOOD

BLOOD IS MY HOW TO SPEECH

I've had many experiences on this topic and I'll share that in upcoming stories.
It shall be something you never forget - AT LEAST I know I haven't!!

MY HOW TO SPEECH - for College Writing - October 2005 - By:Sarah Skime

Learn How To Save A Life by Controlling One Not to Bleed to Death - Externally

Steps To Control Bleeding

1. Apply Direct Pressure

*Place Sterile Dressing or Cloth

*Place Firmly against wound with Gloved Hand

2. Elevate Wound above level of Heart

3. Apply Pressure Bandage or “roller gauze”

*Cover the Dressing using overlapping turns

*Secure Bandage

*If Blood Soaks through place additional dressing

(….At this point if bleeding stops, determine if further care is needed)

If doesn’t stop – Roller Gauze Wound

Send Someone to Call EMS

THEN..

4. Use a Pressure Point

*Maintain direct pressure and elevation as before

*Locate Pressure Point – if in arm – the brachial artery

*Press brachial artery against the underlying bone

(If wound is in leg …

Press with heel of your hand to the region where the leg bends at hip)

5. Continue to Minimize Shock

*Direct Pressure, Elevation, and Pressure Point to be Maintained

*Usually in external bleeding position person Sui-Pine or on back

*Monitor Breathing and Circulation

*Keep Person from getting chilled or overheating (place blanket over elevate feet over 12 inches)

*Apply as many additional dressings as necessary

REMEMBER TO KEEP THE VICTIM AS COMFORTABLE AS POSSIBLE

In First Aid there is the 3 C’s: CHECK, CALL, and CARE, but in case of external bleeding you want to take care of the injury immediately and call as soon as it is either controlled or if there is someone around you that can call.

BLOOD

-Average adult has between 10 and 12 pints of blood (5-6 liters)

-Platelets are solid components found in red and white blood cells that are an essential factor to the body’s clotting mechanism, since platelets bind together. Until the blood clots can be formed, you have to deal with controlling the bleeding artificially by the steps.

Blood has Three Major Functions:

-Transporting oxygen, nutrients, and wastes

-Protecting against disease and defense against pathogens by the production of antibodies

-Maintaining constant body temperature or known as “homeostasis” by circulating throughout the body.

Blood has Three Major Vessels:

-Arteries: Carry blood AWAY from the heart.

-Capillaries: Link arteries and veins, transporting oxygen and other nutrients from the blood to the cells (waste product such as carbon dioxide would be picked up from cells and then moved to veins)

-Veins: Carry blood to the heart.

*Arterial Bleeding is Most Severe (Life-threatening), since is under more pressure it is more difficult for clots to form. Clots cannot form as rapidly, so is harder to control the bleeding from wound. Since high concentration of oxygen – type of bleeding has a bright red color.

*Venous Bleeding is easier to control than arterial and since is under less pressure – closer to skin’s surface. Severe bleeding would happen in this case if injury were in thigh. Oxygen is poor in blood, so blood is a dark red or maroon.

*Capillary Bleeding is Most Common and usually slow flowing, since vessels are small. Clotting occurs easily.

PRECAUTIONS: USE GLOVES WHENEVER DEALING WITH FIRST AID.

- If Gloves are not absolutely necessary then fold a cloth or have victim hold the wound.

Preventing the Vital Organs to be damaged or fail when controlling the bleeding. Since severe bleeding reduces the flow of oxygen-rich blood to body.

Bakersfield Condors

James, Connor

Season 2005-2006
Manchester Monarchs

#9

Right-Handed; Center; 5'10'' - 170 lbs
Born in Calgary, Alberta on August 25th, 1982

Stats as of October 17th, 2005: 3 games had 2 goals
Total Points = 2 and 8 minutes in penalty box

Played For University of Denver (NCAA) 2000-2004

Saw him in 2004-2005 When Playing in ECHL in Bakersfield, CA
* Played 51 Games *21 goals *25 assists *total of 46 points

2004-2006 Manchester Monarchs (AHL)

Traded for Colorado Avalanche

Darby Hendrickson
Past Career: (13 years experience in NHL is 33 years old now)
Played for University of Minnesota NCAA: 1991-1993
St. John's Maple Leafs AHL: 1993-1994 then again 1994-1995
Played Partially for NHL in: 1993-1994 for Toronto Maple Leafs
Went Back to Toronto Maple Leafs (NHL): 1994-1996
Played For New York Islanders too in (NHL) 1995-1996

1996-1997 St.John Maple Leafs - AHL
1996-1999 Toronto Maple Leafs - NHL
1998-1999 Vancouver Canucks - NHL
1999-2000 Syracuse Crunch - AHL
1999-2000 Vancouver Canucks - NHL
2000-2004 Minnesota Wild - NHL
2003-2004 Houston Aeros - AHL
2003-2004 Colorado Avalanche- NHL
2005-2006 Salzburg EC - Aust

Total NHL Games = 518
65 goals, 64 assists, 129 points
370 minutes in penalty box
Average Shot Percentage= 9.7%

1995-1997= 134 games, 18 goals, 17 assists, 35 points
131 minutes in penalty box for three years in NHL



Born in Ritchfield, Minnesota; Left-Handed; Center
Born August 28, 1972; 6'1'' and 195 lbs.

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Check out my radiostation on Yahoo
Not fully edited through yet, so you might really hate my taste for a little while. Until I get it all organized. So I Can Really say I like the music playing on my station. It's alright the way it is now - just a few glitches thats all. Then you can get an idea of what Music I like. Just an Idea - Right Now!

My Radiostation Name Is UNDER the Name: Skimmey_03 - CHECK IT OUT!

Steps To Listin To Radio

1. Click on the Above link (http:/blahblahblah.com/site)
2. Go To Radio Station Guide on Left Side of the Screen
3. Scroll all the Way Down Until You Get To Member Search
4. Then type the member - (me) Skimmey_03
5. Then click Search
6. It Will Say "Listen to my radio station" and there should be the member's name that you want to listen to listed after that phrase.
7. Then click on the button that says "Skimmey 03"
8. Now you should be listening and hopefully enjoying (How am I suppose to know what you like - really)
9. And if you want a station of your own - you can make one and customize (molding it to "what you like")
10. Because there has to be a step 10, I can't just end at nine (C'mon that's an odd # - I never heard of the nine steps process - I've heard of the "10 Steps Process). Get With It. Gesh

I Can TAKE It - Give It To Me Straight

All my life - I've been filled with this pretendness and fakeness
It's all pretenscious and mudane
And It's made me the way I am right now
Don't deny the factors, because even though you don't think anything can change the way you are.

You're Wrong
I thought the same away
I still kind of do
But then you start lying to yourself
The denial becomes lies
and your no better than what was surrounding you

Then your just waiting....
Waiting

Then that one day you'll just crack

You'll just have enough

And you're done away with the world

FUCK!

If I had a choice I would have tattoo's all over
and Piercings
But when is enough enough
where is that boundry line
People expect to much

and.. if I want to go to my profession
I would be going overboard

Or if I had it my way I would do anything

Then what I put down as what I wasn't thinking
In reality - wasn't what I was really thinking at all

If I was to read this
I would be thinking in that judgemental way
and wouldn't get anything out of it
"I" have to look at things a different way
Or I don't know where I stand
Until I can
Is the day that I'll be free
Be free
Free from me

I need to break through to actually thinking
or I'll remained stuck
in this lame life of mine
I don't want to stay here forever
I want to go somewhere
Not actually have to physically going, in a sense
That I feel that I've made it!
I want to be someone
Then I am stuck right now

I need to break out of myself

I need to be happy

I need to have that feeling that everything is going to be alright

EVERYTHING THING WILL BE FINE

So I can go on living
Actually living

What kind of life is it?
To be trapped - empty

I need to feel something
I Can't always be Cold or Dead
Or can I just walk around like a corpse forever
FUCK!

Songs?!

Sugar, We're Going Down
Fall Out Boy
From Under The Cork Tree: 2005 Island Def Jam
Going Down - Swingen'
Music Video - 3:47 (about that time - a little less)

Beverly Hills - Weezer
Beverly Hills

Where I come from isn't all that great
My fashion senses a little wack
Beverly Hills - THAT's where I WANT to BE
Livin' in Beverly Hills

Look at all those movie stars
They're all so beautiful and clean

I'm the next BIG thing

Rollin' like a celebrity

(Guitar awesome about end of 2 mins)

I don't Stand a Chance
It's Something Your Born into
And I Just Don't Belong

I'm just a no-class beat down fool
Watch the Stars

Beverly Hills - That's Where I WANT to BE
Livin' In Beverly Hills

You Know You Kill Me, You Know You Do - yei You Kill Me Well

HEY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!There.

I don't care at all

On and On (Background On and On)

I can't make it on my OWN!!

So Cut my wrists and black my eyes

So I Can't get any sleep

My final breath is gone

I'll wait for you, but I can't wait forever

You never stop til' - my final breath is gone

So cut my wrists and black my eyes

"Ohio is For Lovers" Hawthorne Heights
The Silence in Black and White: Victory 2004

funny... Quotes

Famous Quote Not Irish
I hate quotations. Tell me what you know. - Ralph Waldo Emerson

If the minimum wasn't acceptable it wouldn't be called the minimum. --George Muncaster (Air Force Wisdom)

Great Britain and the United States are nations separated by a common language. - George Bernard Shaw

Once you can accept the universe as matter expanding into nothing that is something, wearing stripes with plaid comes easy. - Albert Einstein

The fact that no one understands you doesn't make you an artist. - Unknown

When a ladder was stolen from a store the manager said that further steps would be taken - Unknown

I don't intend for this to take on a political tone. I'm just here for the drugs. - Nancy Reagan, former First Lady

I love deadlines. I especially love the whooshing sound they make as they fly by. - Douglas Adams, Author, Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy.

USA Today has come out with a new survey: Apparently three out of four people make up 75 percent of the population. - David Letterman

May your home always be too small to hold all your friends.

****SWEET - OHHH--Sarcasm, kind of***

I have known many
liked not a few
loved only one
so this toast's for you


There are many good reasons for drinking,
One has just entered my head,
If a man doesn't drink when he's living,
How the hell can he drink when he's dead?

**My Favorite Part of Speech**
May your glass be ever full.
May the roof over your head be always strong.

May the wind at your back always be your own.

Go To Website to hear Gaelic Language - I love It:
http://www.irish-sayings.com/
Éireann go Brách "Ireland Forever"

My TATTOO

I have this Tattoo, It's Celtic - the symbol not the color or anything.

Irish sayings

in praise of strong whiskey I felt it like a torchlight procession going down my throat.

of bad aim in shootingHe wouldn't hit a hole in a ladder.


An Irish Pub Joke...
An Irish man shows up in a pub one day and orders three pints of Guinness. He takes sips from each glass until they are empty and calls the bartender for three more. The bartender says, 'Sure it's up to yourself, but wouldn't you rather I was bringing them one at a time? Then they'll be fresh and cold.'
'Nah...' your man says, ' I'm preferrin' that ye bring 'em three at a time. You see, me and me two brothers would meet at a pub and drink and have good times. Now one is in Australia, the other in Canada and I'm here. We agreed before we split up that we'd drink to each other's honour this way.'
'Well,' says the bartender, 'that's a grand thing to do, all right. I'll bring the pints as you ask.'
Well, time goes on and your man's peculiar habit is known and accepted by all the pub regulars. One day though, he comes in and orders only two pints. A hush falls over the pub. Naturally, everyone figures something happened to one of the brothers. A group of the regulars corner the bartender and finally persuade him to find out what happened. With a heavy heart, the bartender brings the two pints and says, 'Here's your pints... and let me offer my sincerest condolences. What happened?'
The Irish man looks extremely puzzled for a moment, and then starts laughing.
'Oh, no, no, no! 'Tis nothing like that. You see, I've given up drinking for Lent...'
An Irish Pub Joke...
An Irish man has been at a pub all night drinking. The bartender finally says that the bar is closed. So your man stands up to leave and falls flat on his face. He figures he'll crawl outside and get some fresh air and maybe that will sober him up.
Once outside he stands up but again falls flat on his face. He crawls home. Reaching the door he tries to stand up, and yet again, falls flat on his face. He crawls through the door and up the stairs. When he reaches his bed he summons the last of his strength and tries one final time to stand.
It's no use. He tumbles into bed and is soon sound asleep, only to awaken the next morning to the sound of his wife standing over him shouting.
'So... you've been out drinking again!'
'How did you know?' he asks, his head hung in shame.
'The pub called-- you left your damn wheelchair down there again!'
An Irish Pub Joke...
An Irishman, an Englishman and a Scotsman go into a pub. Each orders a pint of Guinness. Just as the bartender hands them over, three flies buzz down and land-- one, two, three-- in each of the pints.
The Englishman looks disgusted, pushes his pint away and demands another... the Scotsman picks out the fly, shrugs, and takes a long swallow.
The Irishman reaches in to the glass, grabs the fly between his fingers and shakes him as hard as he can, shouting 'Spit it out, ya bloody bastard! Spit it out!'


Irish Wedding Toasts
'Sliocht sleachta ar shliocht bhur sleachta.'May there be a generation of children on the children of your children.
Health and long life to you, land without rent to you, a child every year to you, and death in Old Ireland.
May the roof above you never fall in,And those gathered beneath it never fall out.
Here's to health, peace and prosperity. May the flower of love never be nipped by the frost of disappointment, nor shadow of grief fall among your family and friends.
May you be poor in misfortune, rich in blessings, slow to make enemies and quick to make friends. And may you know nothing but happiness from this day forward.
May your home always be too small to hold all your friends.
May I see you grey and combing your grandchildren’s hair.
'Sláinte go saol agat,Bean ar do mhian agat.Leanbh gach blian agat,is solas na bhflaitheas tareis antsail seo agat.'Health for life to you,A wife of your choice to you,Land without rent to you,A child every year to you,And the light of heaven after this world for you.
Here's an Irish toast to your wedding:May the roof over your heads be as well thatchedAs those inside are well matched.


Irish Birthday Toasts
May you live to be 100 years, with one extra year to repent.
We drink to your coffin. May it be built from the wood of a hundred year old oak tree that I shall plant tomorrow.
May God grant you many years to live, for sure he must be knowing, the earth has angels all too few and heaven is overflowing...
May the doctor never earn a pound out of you.
May the good Lord take a liking to you...But not too soon!
May you die in bed at 95, shot by a jealous spouse.
Irish Toasts to Drinking
A bird with one wing can't fly. —said to encourage someone to take a second drink
It is better to spend money like there's no tomorrowthan to spend tonight like there's no money!
That the tap may be open when it rusts!
My friends are the best friendsLoyal, willing and able.Now let’s get to drinking!All glasses off the table!
Here's to a long life and a merry one.A quick death and an easy one.A pretty girl and an honest one.A cold pint-- and another one!
Here's to a temperance supper,With water in glasses tall,And coffee and tea to end with--And me not there at all!
When money's tight and hard to get,and your horse is also ran,When all you have is a heap of debt,a pint of plain is your only man.
Here's to being single...Drinking doubles...And seeing triple!
I drink to your health when I'm with you,I drink to your health when I'm alone,I drink to your health so often,I'm starting to worry about my own!
Here's to women's kisses,and to whiskey, amber clear;Not as sweet as a woman's kiss,but a darn sight more sincere!



Irish Everyday Toasts
May you be in heaven a full half hourbefore the devil knows your dead.
May you live as long as you want and never want as long as you live.
May your heart be light and happy,May your smile be big and wide,And may your pockets always havea coin or two inside!
Always remember to forgetThe troubles that passed away.But never forget to rememberThe blessings that come each day.
May you always have a clean shirt, a clear conscience, and enough coins in your pocket to buy a pint!
May the face of every good news and the back of every bad news be towards us.
May neighbours respect you,Trouble neglect you,The angels protect you,And heaven accept you.
May you have the hindsight to know where you've been,The foresight to know where you are going,And the insight to know when you have gone too far.
May the saddest day of your future be no worse than the happiest day of your past.
May those that love us, love us.And those that don’t love us,May God turn their hearts.And if he doesn’t turn their hearts,May he turn their ankles,So we’ll know them by their limping.
May misfortune follow you the rest of your life, and never catch up.
May you have food and raiment, a soft pillow for your head. May you be forty years in heaven before the devil knows you’re dead.
May your mornings bring joyand your evenings bring peace...May your troubles grow lessas your blessings increase!
May you get all your wishes but one,so that you will always have something to strive for!


Everyday Toasts in the Irish Language
'Sláinte!'(pronounced 'slawn-cha', meaning Health! A common toast in Ireland, the equivalent to ‘Cheers’)
'Sláinte chuig na fir, agus go mairfidh na mná go deo.'Health to the men, and may the women live forever!
'Faol saol agat, gob fliuch, agus bás in Éirinn.'Long life to you, a wet mouth, and death in Ireland.


An Irishman's Philosophy
In life, there are only two things to worry about—Either you are well or you are sick.If you are well, there is nothing to worry about,
But if you are sick, there are only two things to worry about—Either you will get well or you will die.If you get well, there is nothing to worry about,
But if you die, there are only two things to worry about—Either you will go to heaven or hell.If you go to heaven, there is nothing to worry about.
And if you go to hell, you’ll be so busy shaking hands with all your friendsYou won’t have time to worry!
The Irish are a fair people; they never speak well of one another. —Samuel Johnson 1709-1784

***LOVE THIS ONE***
An Old Irish Blessing
May the road rise up to meet you.May the wind always be at your back.May the sun shine warm upon your face,and rains fall soft upon your fields.And until we meet again,May God hold you in the palm of His hand.

http://islandireland.com/Pages/folk/sets/bless.html

Letter to friend

I was meaning to e-mail you. I'm glad you finally did, because I probably would of kept on avoiding it - It's not that I don't know now what to say to you. I don't really have everything set in stone. I was going to start to letter asking if you were still in Japan and if you had came back to LA yet? But you already answered that question with the letter. Are you still in the same apartment that you were in - the last one I saw? Are people treating you nicely, because if not I'll tell them whats up. I have a part-time job and paying off my car, but a pre-paid cell-phone I think would be a good option for me. What are you going to be for Halloween? I got invited to 2 parties - so I'll be partying it up and since I didn't get on the hockey team why not. I've been running once a week. I'm trying to help my cousin out by getting in shape so I run a mile - or a mile in half was Tuesday. Yeah it was suppose to snow today - Wednesday, but it just mainly rained. I've been running by myself or either going to the gym to work-out. It's kind of ironic that I have a membership to a gym, but don't have a cellphone. Last time I ran was Sunday and it was through town and it was 4 miles. Were you here when Bemidji was a one-way, because now downtown is a one-way and has a sidewalk by the lakefront - like a 2-mile stretch cross. Well there's a marathon I kind of want to run - it's 26.3 miles - it's the grandma's marathon. I kind of want to run that plus I kind of want for once - wash board abs. Homecoming was last weekend and I went to the football game on Sat. at 10:00 - going to the tailgate party and then ending at 4:30. I don't really like football, but I went with my dad so it was alright. He explained some things, but there were moments when I was like Uuuugh! You know. Then later we went to the exhibition game - mens hockey game - with my little sister Kelso and my dad. I love hockey games and it was cool, because it was only there 2nd time on ice as an "official team" except the whole eight players who weren't on the ice. The starters didn't play and they played the rookies and it was awesome! It gives the guys a fair chance, I think, personally #14 stood out; Tyler Scottfield. He's personally my favorite. You know how I get at hockey games - you were with me @ Bakersfield. i DON'T REALLY KNOW WHAT I'M GOING TO DO ABOUT SCHOOL - RIE. I had early child education my first year at the tech, which I had to go to anyways, since I kind of screwed myself up in highschool - with the grades. I'm glad the tech was there and I don't, but it was the only option and even though I took generals they were mainly generals you don't take for a four college. They were things like medical terminology, intro to anatomy and physiology, Family and Society and Dynamics (one class towards major), College Writing I (which I have to take over - got a D in - and only class for that matter, but it was my fault I didn't hand my crap in), CPR and First Aid (which I am Certified in), Ethics, Speech (which I don't think I deserved the grade I got - an A, but I did improve since my skill in that area is essentially non-existent) and a Developing reading class because my comprehending skills are off the wall (I had to take a test and I was one point off the first time, so they let me take it again and then I was like 5 points off). I took 24 credits in all my freshman year, because that's how many credits my advisor told me to take. I don't know... I just feel like maybe it was a waste of a year. But you would be so proud - I haven't been in an accident for over two years now would be three years in February - my favorite month and my insurance rates are suppose to be coming down in October - thank god - $200 a month is way too much. And I got a B average my first semester in college so I have a good student rate from my insurance company. A little gift from me to them to me again. I just added that last sentence to confuse you.
I did go to the Minnesota Wild game awhile back, BECAUSE THE NHL is back!!! Now you can watch games at the Staples Center - THE LA KINGS, Right? Are you living it up there - you went to Las Vegas - how was that? Was it for work or did you go with a couple of friends?
I don't think I can give up on the dream... I said to myself if I were to get cut in college hockey I'm done. I did, but I still feel compelled to keep on going. It's just a phase I'm going through. It kind of makes me sick - though letting go. I kind of wanted to prove my way in every conceiveable way, I was training towards the summer. I could of trained harder and I know that! No one would lift weights - my dad here and there whenever he was free, which was once in a blue moon. Then I skipped it all my freshmen year. I wanted to go to hockey camps last summer - there was one I saw in Canada, but it's not like I have ever lived it up, because of the whole job sitaution. I love my job now, but it's part-time and I don't use my time wisely so it's something that really keeps me busy right now and all that I can afford now until I can GROW UP! I do have to weed out things that are important and not, but it's very hard and when I accomplish this then will I know that I'm grown up. Maybe I do look the way I act - not my whole theory that I'm short.
It just really bugs me... the whole hockey thing. URR! I was even breaking a fever or something the day of try-outs and thats your only shoot. It was so horrible I couldn't pass, shoot, skate, or even scrimmage right. It was a mess. Mainly my efforts was shit on the ice, but at least everyone was nice out on the ice and no one really spoke the truth, but it would be nice if some people just were honest. In highschool I never had an honest coach. I feel like my high school hockey career wasn't there and I goofed that up too. I just didn't care though then. I knew who they were going to play and I wasn't even going to try. If I suck so bad, someone should of just came up to me and Just TELL ME, you know. Then this dilemma would of never happened. But I was thinking about this for a long time and I don't think I would of listened anyways vice versa. If someone told me to try and do my best I think I would of done the same as I did back in the day, because that's just who I am.
I was thinking of switching majors again to Pre-Med, since this year is MASS COMMUNICATIONS. I Think the only reason for the switch is that I really don't know where to go. I know I can overcome the whole blood thing. I've done heights and I'm scared of heights. I'm not scared of my own blood, except when I injured my foot - I didn't even look at that. I'm sorry, but if my mom just glanced at it and was going to faint then - NO THANK YOU. She's a oral surgeon for gosh sakes with also being a First Responder. I think I could be a doctor and it pays well - although your not suppose to think of the pay - you do. I was always the one to say that materalistic ways are not the way to go, people are greedy, I would work for hardly nothing, but now of having been dealt the cards I have - I want to hit it big. That is very greedy, but IT JUST SUCKS.
I dunno, but I think the main reason why this doubt (its almost as if I have the wedding jitters without the wedding and feeling because I wouldn't know what it felt like) is .... is that I was looking at St.Thomas and I've wanted to go to St.Thomas and they have a Pre-Med major there and not Mass Communications and there's no way my dad would accept this until I was really serious. He doesn't know that I want to go to the college mainly to try out for Divsion III, I knew from the get-go I wasn't Divison I materail from the start for Bemidji State. These girls even sleep hockey. They workout like 8 hours a day for hockey - how can you compete with that and do things too like school for one. I'm not that intelligent, school for me is getting to the point where I really had enough of it. I feel like I have already failed.
I dunno ... I dunno....
I need some help! Suggest anything. I'm not really feeling that good now. I'm like at the bottom of a hole and I don't know if I can get out. It's really hard! I was suppose to have things planned and be doing something with my life instead of continously staying in the same cycle day after day. FUCK!I DON"T KNOW.. but anyways on a happier note I think I'm going to be a cheerleader for Halloween.
I hope I could cheer you up in the whole homesickness instead of bring you more down with me, but I can't really think of a way. I haven't been away from home and that's also part of my problem too. Were like opposites - maybe we should switch! I just know your strong and you can get through anything. You'll find tons of friends because of your sparkling personality (Rie - you have that MINNESOTA niceness that is a part of you and always will be). One of these nights you'll just HAVE TO GET ALL wild. Just relax and have fun - don't worry about things so much. Sometimes you just have to laugh and at anything - many people think I'm weird because sometimes I just laugh randomly, but I REALLY don't care! No, don't be more like me - change that idea. No one should ever be me that is just SCARY! Right?
Give me the 411 and the Update. Tell me about work or your everday happenings you have. Tell me everything - we have so much lost time to make-up for. We kind of lost in touch. It will be almost a year since I haven't seen you At Thanksgiving this year! I might have to come and visit when I turn 21, because that was an ordeal we had last time. I'm so sorry. It was horrible.
Sarah