A very merry unbirthday...

It's Halloween!! 

Last year, everyone in my family dressed up like the characters from Ramalama Bang Bang, the dance from So You Think You Can Dance, by Wade Robson (the best choreographer ever).  We looked amazing, if I do say so myself, all decked out in our layers of lace and ruffles.

 

This year, we needed to live up to expectations.  The chosen theme this year: Alice in Wonderland.  My father was Tweedle-Dumb, my little sister

was the White Rabbit, my mother was the Mad Hatter, and I was Alice.  Instead of tomb stone in the front yard, we had our verry own tea table; situated with tea cups and plates and tea pots and and little goodies.  We had birds and skulls and burning candles. 

We even had our very own chicken cat.

A'maize'ing Corn Festival

Happy Birthday Henrico!!  October 14, 2010, Henrico kicked off its 400 year anniversary.  Of course, when we got there, the awesome Henrico High School marching band was in full swing.  There were several activities to do and things to see, as would have been done in the 1860's.  There was shoe making, corn husk dolls, natural dying, thread spinning, and candle dipping :).  There were also performers, Native American dances and talks about medicine and tobacco, Virginia's crash crop.  One of my favorite things was the candle dipping You got a piece of string attacked to a stick and you had to dip it in wax one layer at a time.  You would dip it in, walk around and dip it again, and agin, and agin.  I dipped in 30 times (I counted).  The candles actually look pretty cool.

My Homecoming Gown

Last week was my schools homecoming dance.  I went to my friend Aditi's house to get ready at around 4:00.  We did hair and makeup, got dressed and, of course, took pictures.  Once we were all ready, we went to another one of my friend Emily's house where we took more pictures and ate dinner: baked ziti, and salad.  For dessert we had a devil cake, which would haunt me for hours to come.  At 7:45, we were off.  We got to the dance shortly after it started.  Everyone looked so sharp.  I love seeing everybody all dressed up and out of the regular drab of the regular school day.  Slowly people started trickling in.  I started having a funny feeling.  I was checking my blood sugars every so often, which diagnosed the funny feeling.  I was high.  My blood sugars were in the 500s.  If I had been at home, I would have just corrected and checked again later, so that's what I did.  I checked three more times (all of which were in the same ballpark) before my meter stopped registering.  I was above 600.  My meter doesn't go above 600, it simply says HIGH.  I called my mom, who said to call the paramedics.  I probably gave poor Aditi a heart attack.  Sorry Dee!! From there, things happened fast.  A paramedic came in and started asking me my personal stuff.  Then there was a long discussion about which hospital to go to.  This one was closer, but that one has 24 hour pediatricians.  We ended up going to Saint Mary's, my regular hospital.  The one with 24 hour pediatrician services.  Before I knew it, we were in the ambulance and I was getting IV stabbed into my arm.  And then we were at the hospital.  I have to say, riding in the gurney was a lot of fun.  Then I was in a hospital room and nurses were coming and going, checking my vitals and blood sugar and other things I really didn't have the concentration to keep track of.  Three hours and 1000 mL of fluids later, we were on the drive home.  The problem ended up being a bent cannula so the insulin I put in for the cake didn't end up going through.  Devil cake.