Sorry but we actually started training in February, so it's been a year!
Sunday, February 21, 2010
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Just riding the rollercoaster I call My life
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- Josh's world
- I am a bit loco en la cavasa but other wise I am..... avuncular! heh heh avuncular!
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Thanks! And Blogger won't let me make a blog.
15 CD cases, 15 CD case covers, 15 CD covers made by Dina, phone calls to Jim, the manager of the Grace Inn, about projector screens, trying to find a place to rent a projector, panicking when Randall will be able to record, hoping Randall will make it on Thursday AND on Saturday, praying for the best this weekend, hoping to get my last green stripe tomorrow, wanting to get ahead of Carson when lining up, trying to scan pictures of Ronny, collecting over 200 pictures for Mrs. McGowan, procrastinating on writing my speech, dreading school, SUPER STRICT DIETING, going to bed at 7, drinking 5 bottles of water a day, going to the bathroom 15 times a day because of all the water, being told to eat salted jelly beans (YUCK!) and drinking Gatorade which is horror to my stomach, Flector patches on my shoulder, getting my arm stuck in the same position for 25 minutes, getting an MRI on Monday, figuring out what I'm going to eat on Saturday, shopping at Fresh and Easy for fruit and health junk for my stomach, avoiding tomatoes and citrus, trying to relax myself every night, still stressing over having 3 days left (your countdown really isn't doing me much good), having an overly cautious PE teacher because he's scared to touch me because of my plantarfaciitis, tendonitis, acid reflux, weak core, ankles, knees, shins, toes, etc., broken collarbone, tendon's hurting, WOW!!!!! The pain of being a black belt.
Or becoming, I should have said.
Oh my dog. My arm got stuck again during math and the school nurse told me to call my mom like I did yesterday and she picked me up and rushed me to my dad's office (he's a doc) and he looked at my shoulder and un-stuck it. Then he had to stick a shot right into the part that hurt. He had to do it twice because the first one didn't work because he wasn't in the right position. So it pinched and it hurt. Both my parents said it wouldn't hurt, just a light pinch. But it was so much pain and then they had to keep it in there for 30 seconds to inject 2 medicines that are supposed to make it easier for my test. But it started swelling up like a balloon and my dad put that fuzzy medicine sticker back on it. So my dad told me to tell my nurse that I got a Cortizone and Novicane shot and I took 2 Celebrex. So she dropped me off and I had to write under the desk again because I'm not allowed to raise my arm above the "Oi" position for a while so it doesn't get stuck. I was in tears all day off and on. My dad told me I am way past not allowed to spar and that I have to wear my sling tonight. I am still going tonight but I can't spar at all. I am in so much pain if I even touch it. Now I'm supposed to ice it. Well, enough of me. See you at sparring tonight.
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