EMM

Well, I know I promised to talk about Emergency Medical Ministry course that I took out in Texas. And I haven't been pushing it off for any one reason...ok, so maybe I have. A lot of the course was spent asking one another how we felt...about EVERYTHING..."so how does that make you feel" I didn't share my story with the entire class until graduation...when I felt the Lord tugging at my sleeve to share the healing that started to take place while I was at this training. It was hard, and it was fun, my days went like a rollercoaster. I was up one day having a great time, the next I was sad, crying, having physical flash backs (where you feel as though you are really there) back to the day that the chemistry lab had the explosion, I was having intrusive thoughts as well (thats when you sit and your mind just takes over and reminds you of the events that took place.) So that was the first week, I thank God for my parents during this trip. Dad called me daily for a status report, and the day that I broke down as I attempted to visit the burn survivors, Dad was available on the other end to hear me sob, to talk it out, and then even to make me smile again before heading out to dinner. I got calls from extended family checking in on me, and I feel blessed to have such a loving and caring family. Mom came out Monday of week 2 until Wednesday, man it was so awesome to be with her. After getting through such a hard week it was nice to have some Mom and me time. I love you mom...I dont think you'll ever know just how much your presence there meant to me. I did get my trip to SeaWorld...haha I gotta share my story about the Shamu show...we were running late, so we were walking up, and a few of the whales were already in the arena, well I was walking up the stairs behind my new friend Jay, and I saw just the tip of Shamu's chin...and my heart started pounding, my eyes brimmed with tears as I poked him and said "Oh My God, Jay, Its REAL!" lol I didn't think they'd be fake killer whales, but I've never seen one in person, and it completely overtook my body. I laughed all through the show, took a million pictures, and cried, happy tears though. I think John is about the only one who TRULY knows how much killer whales mean to me in respects to my time spent with Aunt Cindi. Its always been a dream of mine to see them in person...how amazing it truly was. So, anyway, I can't possibly spill out my entire adventure here, so next time we're in person, or on the phone, or just chatting feel free to ask about my experiences...I'd love to share. Here's a few pictures of me and a few friends conducting our on call duty hours...btw...my shift instead of 2 seperate ones, was one 21.5 hour shift...in the trauma room...ouch!