I'm Not a Princess, This Ain't a Fairy Tale

Today was an extremely rough day. I woke up hearing the voice of a doctor telling my mom that I wasn't sick, that everything I had been feeling for the past couple months was just a 'mild CF exacerbation' and that I would be going home Monday afternoon. Okay, really? I basically wasted a weekend of coming in here only to go out not feeling any better, worse perhaps, and the doctor thinks I'm not sick? Okay.
Mom also visited again today. I was just in a bad mood really all day, so she left early (around 3:00). Then I got my dinner tray and all it had on it was onion rings, a bag of chips, and four cups of fruit. How do they expect a CF patient to live off of that!? That made me even more upset, so my nurse Beth came in and I told her it was the worse day ever and although I hadn't talked to her all day we had a heart-to-heart about everything. Life, love, Dalton, CF, me moving to Missouri, my grandmother, my parents, just everything. It really allowed me to get a lot off of my chest. She was an amazing listener and we both shared some tears. It was seriously what I needed.
After all that, I got to spend a few hours talking to my love. He went to sleep 1 am (my time, midnight his) and so I was left alone again with my night shift nurse to talk. And of course, she came in (after adding me on facebook to tell me what a cute couple we were) to talk to me. We also had a heart-to-heart about the same things above, not in as much detail though.
That's one thing I love about coming into the hospital you form bonds with the nurses. Not so much the doctors or surgeons, but with the nurses. They have a special heart, they are compassionate people. I mean, they have to be. So, this brings me to..

What I'm Thankful for Today:
Nurses- Some of the wisest people I know. I have known many throughout my 19 years and all have touched my heart in a special way. We have shared tears, memories, laughs, and everything in between. From being in the children's hospital and now making the major adjustment to the adult hospital. I have met some of the most wonderful people that walk these floors three days a week. I love each one of them in different ways and I hold each of them in my heart. They are each like gold to me and I will cherish what they have told me and taught me.

College Tuesday's

My Schedule for every Tuesday and Thursday:

8:00-9:00 Anatomy and Physiology Study Period

9:30-10:45 Anatomy and Physiology

11:00-12:15 Communications

4:30-5:00 Dosage Calculations

So, from 12:30-4:00, I usually go home and nap. I go to a community college and my drive is 17 minutes long. It is pretty boring too, but sometimes very scenic. Today, I decided to stay at college all day in case of a hospitalization later on in the week. Which, if I have to call my dr tomorrow, that will most likely happen. So, I will be studying A&P all week (the only class that I don't have above a 95% in, ugh!).

Enough about me, I just want to request a special prayer for Dalton. He is still in the hospital and has been running a fever. He also just found out today that he has a yeast infection in his port-a-cath, which isn't a good thing. So, let's just hope he gets better soon!

*This picture was taken in San Diego, California in March 2009*

New

Well, hello there. First off, let me introduce myself. I am Katie Donovan, 19 years old, and I have Cystic Fibrosis. This 'blog' has been a long time coming. I have never really had, well, made the time to do such blog, but I am now making time and am going to start doing this on a daily basis, hopefully!

About Me:
I was born on August 26, 1990.
I am a freshman at Maysville Community and Technical College.
I am studying to be a nurse.
I LOVE music, seriously, all kinds.
I am addicted to: texting, soda, facebook, and saving money.
My boyfriend lives 8 hours away, in Missouri.
I volunteer, sometimes.
I work too much!
I don't study enough.
I love to Travel!

Those are just a few random facts. I am actually trying to multi-task right now so I can't even really concentrate. I will start for real, tomorrow.