OUCH!

So this weekend had its ups and downs. My roommate came over and spent the night Friday night. We had lots of fun catching up and stuff. While she was there we both got phone calls on our cells that we got the room we wanted in the sorority house! YAY! So that made us very happy. We didn't end up going to the lake though because we just spend too much time talking and well neither of us really felt like swimming and there isn't much shade by the lake. So, we sat at home and watched Save the Last Dance and A Walk to Remember. So overall it was a good time. Then Saturday I woke up with a sore back. I just figured I had slept weird and assumed it would go away with time. However, it did not go away, it got worse! So I took some pain medication and put a heating pad on it and tried to go to sleep. I planned on going to the waterslides in Tulare with Darren on Sunday, but when I woke up Sunday morning I could barely move. So my dad took me to the emergency room. Ok, this was an experience. First off I get there and I wait, which is expected. Then the nurse calls me in to take my blood pressure and pulse, etc. Then she tells me that they don't have any beds available so I would have to wait for a while. She wasn't very nice and made me feel like I was an inconvenience more that a patient. So here I am complaining of back problems and she wants me to walk back out into the waiting room, which wasn't a problem except the door was heavy and I could barely push it open, it hurt so bad. But she didn't turn around or offer to help or anything. So I finally get called in again after a little while of waiting and they give me a bed in the hallway! I was told to sit on the bed, which I could barely get on because it was high up and my back was hurting right around my shoulder blades which made it hard for me to push myself up onto the bed. Then I'm sitting there in the hallway and everyone who is bad enough to be admitted gets wheeled past me and everyone who is coming into the er walks past me. Yeah, I felt like a freak show. Anyways, no one even asked me how I was doing or talked to me for an hour. Yeah they pretty much ignored me. I didn't have anything to lean my back against and it kinda hurt to lay down so there I sat. At one point a nurse even walked up to my bed and took apart the machine that was at the end of my bed. She didn't' say hi, or someone will be right with you, or are you ok or anything. She didn't even look at me. It was like I was invisible. I was kinda thinking, this is ridiculous because all they need to do is give me a prescription for some muscle relaxers. I knew that was all they were going to do and it would take them like a minute to do. Finally a doctor came to see me and he told me I had some really bad spasms. So he wanted to give me a shot to make it better and then prescribe some muscle relaxers. WELL DUH! I can't believe it took that long for him to say that. So, lets keep in mind that I'm in the hallway in front of everyone. The nurse comes back in like 20 minutes and is like we need to give you this shot in your butt. I was like, um not here. So, they took me into a bathroom and yeah that was pretty dumb. So anyways then I got to leave finally. Then, we went to get the prescription filled and the computers at the pharmacy were down so they couldn't fill the prescription. So we had to go to another pharmacy and yeah it was going to be a while, so my dad took me home and then went back to town to get the prescription. Whatever shot they gave me didn't really work so finally when I took the pills they knocked me out and made me feel a little better. But anyways, that was my weekend. Lesson learned, Porterville Hospital sucks!

Ok, well I've officially jumped on the band wagon of the blog spot thanks to my wonderful boyfriend, Darren. I believe he created this blog so that I could get away from myspace and all the drama it causes when I block people from seeing my blogs. Also, this is a site that my sorority sisters don't know about, therefore I can complain all I want in writing. However, since it is still a public blog, I will not be mentioning too many names or specific details. I simply like to vent a little in writing because it makes me feel better about it. I'm not really one to vocalize a lot of my problems so writing is the best thing for me. There will be happy blogs too, because well I like to think of the positives more than the negatives of life.

Alright, here it goes. Sometimes I wonder why I stay in the sorority. Right now I am facing drama of a girl who has decided to manipulate and control most of the house into doing whatever she says and she is also in charge of making room assignments for the year. Well, I refuse to be manipulated by her so consequently we have often locked horns. Well, to get back at me, she is trying to make me live in a room with someone I can not live with. This upsets me because I went to the president and she said that she didn't want to do anything about it, then I went to the chapter advisor and she doesn't want to do anything about it either. It is cowardly and I don't want to be a part of a spineless organization. When I joined, things were good. The sorority sisters were very close with one another and I felt immediately loved and accepted, which at the time was something I really needed because I was going through some rough personal stuff. They made me stay active, go out and have a good time. The supported me and helped me through it. My first semester in the house was wonderful. But things quickly changed. I was a spring baby so we had a long summer vacation between semesters. When I came back in the fall, I was overlooked for any offices I wanted to have for reasons I still don't know. Even though everyone told me that I was a good sister and someone they would want to have in an executive office. But suddenly I was overlooked and became just a sister. Which I accepted and went on to have an ok semester in the house. Then at the end of the fall semester we went up for offices again. And once again I was overlooked, I didn't understand. However, it ended up being a non issue because my grades from the fall semester prevented me from holding an office anyway. Then last semester came, and I had to fight for everything. I wanted a little sis and I had to fight for that because the rules changed all of a sudden. I wanted to go to semi formal, I had to fight for that. This was all because of my fall semester grades, but I kept giving them progress reports that showed I had mostly A's in the spring and I still had to fight to be heard. It was extremely frustrating. So, at the end of the semester I received my grades, 4 A's and 1 B. Not too shabby. But, somehow, just because it is me, it wasn't good enough to receive the room I signed up for at the end of the semester. My roommate from last year (who I love to death!), Katie and I had everything figured out, we even moved some stuff into the room we were moving into at the request of the girl assigning the rooms. So how can she change her mind 1 month before we are supposed to move back?! Now, it is too late to find other living arrangements, I can't get into the dorms, and any affordable apartments were booked long ago. So, right now I am stuck. I continue to fight it and I will until the day I move in. My roommate is fighting it too because 5 girls have their own room and we are forced into a room with 3 people. 3 of the 5 people who have their own rooms are living in a room made for 2 girls. So, it doesn't really make sense to me why they all get their own rooms except the fact that they are the girl's closest friends in the sorority. Well, I finally contacted someone in a position of "power" and she is fighting for me and Katie. Finally, someone with some integrity. She said she will get back to me on Monday, so hopefully she can get us some answers. Well, I suppose that's enough negativity for one blog.

On a more positive note, my roommate is coming down to my house this weekend and we are going to go to the lake and hang out. I'm super excited because I miss her like crazy! Anyways, I'm sure I'll have more to say on that after this weekend. Next positive thing, I really don't know what I would do without Darren, he's so wonderful! He has put up with the sorority drama and has always done everything he can to make me feel better. I love him so much and I hope he knows that I would do anything for him, just as he has done for me. Well, I'm sitting at work right now writing this blog, maybe I should do some actual work, like this dictation that seems to be a daunting task. Oh well, I am getting paid to do work so I suppose I should get to it.

Dena's Page started 7/27/06

Hi this is Darren,
I started this page for my beautiful girlfriend Dena, to write her thoughts and feelings down. A blog sanctuary to write whatever she needs to. I love you baby, may this blog be an outlet for your soul.
love Darren