I've always had a problem with blood, when I was about 8 I saw a friend's shin get cut open to the bone and threw up Doritos in the desert, in high school we watched this show called 'Life in the ER' and I had to leave class and hold onto the lockers while I started blacking out, when I was in college we had to type our blood in physiology and I almost passed out. My latest battle has been with the dentist. There is no blood in sight yet I get light headed and sometimes can't feel my arms and legs.
I go to basketball Monday and Wednesday nights and love it! I never thought a fun night would get so out of control. Here is the play by play.... Julianne is famous for her defense, in fact most people call her Body Check Evans. And I even know someone who is literally scared to guard her, but not me-I'm fearless. Or at least I was. Julianne comes dribbling down the court. She takes proper position by dribbling with the opposite hand to the defender(me). I'm not sure what made me think I could steal the ball from her, but I went to reach in for the ball just as she went to drive to the basket. Just as her body was coming up, my face was going down and landed right into her shoulder.
It seemed like everything stopped as I felt what I thought was snot run down my nose, only to see it hit red on the gym floor. That's when the yelling started. After the second drop of blood hit the floor my eyes closed and didn't open for a long time. In my mind I didn't know what to do, everyone was yelling for me to catch it but my hands wouldn't function. Thankfully someone went to get paper towels, yet they still hadn't caught on to the fact that I wasn't going to be much help at all with stopping the blood from flowing. Instead a good friend pinched my nose for me and requested ice to help with swelling or something. I could hear people talking about my nose, whether it was broken or not, that's when Big Ash said, I heard a pop. I was already feeling light headed but hearing that threw me over the edge. I started hyperventilating and seconds later told someone I was going to pass out. I think at that point they sat me down on a chair. But my good friend advised the crew that laying me down would be better. It was while I was sprawled out on the floor that I realized I couldn't feel my arms and legs. I had felt this before while at the dentist, but NEVER this intense. I tried moving my hands only to find out they wouldn't move, rather they were lobster like, which of course freaked me out even more. They (the crew trying to save my life) decided maybe warm water would help my hands go back to normal.
While my nose had stopped bleeding my attack was still going strong. At some point a prayer was said and for a moment it seemed as if I was getting better. I'm pretty sure that's when Julia thought it would lighten the mood by saying my nose looked crooked. Funny in real life but in panic life, its a whole other story. With all my might I tried to keep it in, but cries came out and the hyperventilating started all over again. The feeling of 'no feeling' which existed in just my arms and legs soon hit my stomach and face. But I didn't tell them that cause I didn't want to freak anyone out.
Soon a conversation was started about The Hills which helped immensely. We were suppose to have a huge party since it was The Hills season premiere that night. Even though some people tried to get me to think about blood, dentists and other things I hate, Katie was awesome at bringing my focus back to The Hills. All in all it was probably a good hour of me down on the floor. I felt bad for asking if we were still going to watch the hills because I had no idea it was so late! The hills was phenomenal and even though I haven't seen an episode where Lauren has a panic attack, I still think my reality TV show "The Valley" would be just as exciting to watch.
What a night!!
My roommate from college told me she was coming to Arizona and staying the weekend. Apparently she was going to be in Tucson and I was planning on going to the temple so I figured whats another hour to see my good buddy. Turns out she was basically in Nogales not Tucson. But she did call Saturday night to say she was going to be in Tempe. Tempe is less than an hour a way so this was going to be awesome and even decided she should just come stay at my house. I got the address from her and drove over to Mesa, which I had been just a few hours prior. I get to the neighborhood but cant seem to find the right house number. So I call Ash to see if she is there yet. She gets me on the phone with someone who lives in the house to give me directions. I tell her I just got off the 202 and she says, oh well I live in Avondale! I was just like what? I got back on the phone and said who in the heck told you that you were going to Tempe??!!? I could have killed this guy Norman! Needless to say I drove through Tolleson at 1am! We got home around 2 and to sleep around 3am only to wake up and go to church early that morning. I saw her for a total of 4 hours but that was enough time for me to show her a little of Arizona-guns and all.
Look how great that pink gun goes with a dress
Elder Wade Leavitt from good ole Eagle
Arizona sky line-how does the girl from UT end up more tan than me?
