Adventure!

Hope Purim was fantastic! [And that you all join me, on the Dark Side, and we will rule the galaxy together!] Dr. Luchins' seuda was great- I got to play with his son's camera- the same Nikon D80 that I eventually want for professional use! And, needless to say, we were quite a sight on the subway: me in my Vader outfit, complete with helmet (of course the man sounds like that...no one can breathe in that helmet!), the roomie in pigtails, pacifier, and baby bottle full of wine...just another normal group of girls on the 2 train...

Then Sunday was Dovid and Becki's vort...so I stayed up through Motzaei Shabbos to bake the cookies...and realized after the party that I could have made half as many...oops! I was nervous there wouldn't be enough...vort was nice, though; good to see the whole family; had fun (even though Ruchie wouldn't let me near the scotch...). Continued the party at home later on, cleaning up and putting stuff away and watching them open presents...some of which were really quite...imaginative?

Then, of course, there was the flu-y thing that hit me on Tuesday. Bleh.

And Bex's birthday, which never seems to end (it started two weeks ago...).

Thursday night was Sarah Hinda's wedding- gorgeous wedding, beautiful kallah, insane dancing, and, as if nothing exciting enough happened all week, I wound up going for a little field trip at the end of the first dance set-
-to Maimonides Medical Center ER.

Still not sure exactly what it was- one opinion was anxiety attack, which just doesn't make sense- the other hypothesis is that it was a really nasty combination of dehydration, overexertion, and an asthma attack. But since I don't have a diagnosis of asthma because I haven't seen a doctor since high school, they wouldn't treat it as such. 'Course, when they put in the IV...that was a real anxiety attack. It certainly didn't help that the nurse couldn't find my veins, and I was showing her exactly where they are, and telling her to use a butterfly needle, and she wouldn't. Once I made her get a smaller needle, I told her she'd need someone from pediatrics to do the stick. Instead I got this Pakistani guy who wouldn't put on gloves until Chavie and I both yelled at him.
Oh, and I didn't mention that Chavie was also almost admitted?...She saw the blood.
Funny thing is, she's going to nursing school, too!
Oh, and my cousin threatened to call and tell Ima if I tried to go home by myself that night.

Shabbos was fun- yay, Tziv coming to visit!- Aish groups were pretty ok, I guess. And Malkie gave me five pounds of whole wheat flour! Yippee!

Yup, that seems to be all the interesting stuff.
Now I can go study.

-SA