Happy late birthday to ellen_kushner!
Hello to new readers devils_sidekick, trochee, and xzarakizraiia!
Hangin' in. I took an extra Robaxin last night, because stress made me ouchy.
I am, as of today, six months seizure-free.
She spent her afternoon playing Portal, chatting with friends, watching Gilmore Girls. She even did what homework she could. And she's in school today! She insisted, and it's a half-day, so not too much to wear her out. She's sore, but that's about it. No new injuries surfacing. We're keeping a close eye on her.
A number of people have gently or not-so-gently nudged us to get a lawyer. Okay, okay! We have two recommendations from local friends who've been through accidents, and we'll call today.
Adam drove her to school today, and the accident site is definitely within the school zone. So he'll have double the speeding ticket, too.
She got a visit last night from a police sergeant! He was one of the people on the scene, and wanted to see how she was doing. Benefits of living in a small town. Something like this happens, and the whole PD is buzzing about it. Our town is four square miles. Nothing else has happened this week. The rumor at school is that she broke all of her ribs and got stitches in five places! Again, small town, nothing to talk about but "OMG Elayna was hit by a car!"... I predict that she'll be very fawned-over today.
I had my shaking-like-a-leaf episode and my silent-weeping episode. Neither with her around. The latter was triggered by rinsing out her hair in the bathtub; the rusty dried blood made the tub-water look like tea. And I thought about her looking up and seeing her reflection in the cop's sunglasses, with the blood pool around her head and shoulders (which is when she realized that she was bleeding), and I thought about the hours in the hospital where she just kept bleeding and kept bleeding, and how much they had to pull her ragged scalp together to staple it. And I patted her on the back (non-injured right side!) and sent her upstairs to shower in clean water. And I bent over the kitchen sink and very very quietly lost my shit for a little bit.
Adam is sort of taking over interacting with the police department; it is important for each of us to Do Something or Have Done Something. (For my parents, too, hence sending emergency flowers and bear.) He's staying home today, and we'll get the police report and call the lawyer and everything.
She's okay. So we'll be okay. I am just every so often being struck with "my daughter was hit by a fucking car."
Speaking of Doing Something, I feel the need to direct everyone's energy to something constructive, like "Donate to Charity X!", but I can't think of anything appropriate for this. I'll ask Elayna this afternoon. Maybe her Girl Scout Silver Award project can be about crosswalk safety.
It's a Major Award!
This is the news I was going to post yesterday morning! Copied and pasted from the draft post. Is why the tone is different and all bouncy. Because the child had not yet been hit by a car.
So my volunteer coordinator asked me to come in a little early Monday so she could ask me something. Turns out that one of my fellow volunteers and I are absolutely deadlocked for the Volunteer of the Year award! We got the same number of votes from our peers. We've logged the same number of meetings, and the same number of hours on BARCC engagements and outreach projects. Every criterion my coordinator could think of, we were evenly matched on. And she wasn't allowed to give the award to two people!
(Mark: "Wow. Who's that much like you?"
Me: "The guy I voted for!")
She apparently been going nuts figuring out how to resolve this, and she finally hit upon an idea. My particular gift is in communicating; my coordinator finds my speeches moving and my stories eloquent.
So she asked if I'd be the keynote speaker. :)
This is not a thing volunteers do. I'm a first! I'm giving a modified survivor speech, focusing on transforming the experience through working for social change. This way we both get honored. :)
(First thing I said when informed that there was a tie, and who I was tied with: "Give it to him, he's been here longer!"
First thing he said: "Oooh. Let's have a dance-off!")
Tied for Volunteer of the Year. :) This is one of those things where it's not even just an honor to be nominated - but the work really, truly is its own reward. And having the work I do recognized by my peers is really freakin' awesome. I bounced all the way home!
The Gala is November 4. I must get a pretty dress taken in and knit a stole for the occasion. Tickets are $150, if you happen to have $150 to spend on social change! And you can buy ad space/message-to-volunteer space in the program for $50.
Friends Having Etsy Sales
* sihaya09's gorgeous jewelry, to pay vet bills.
* eilonwy's beautiful yarn, for her birthday.
* This story, by the wondrous tithenai, is just stunningly gorgeous.
* My Vegas, then and now.
* Scented cellphones?
* Beautiful pictures of a Ukrainian village.
* Superhero Facebook status updates.
* Sneak peek of one of the routines from tonight's Glee. Admit it, you never knew how perfect those two songs would be together, either.
Link Soup: Daily Science Edition
* Americans Elizabeth H. Blackburn, Carol W. Greider and Jack W. Szostak won the 2009 Nobel Prize in medicine on Monday for discovering a key mechanism in the genetic operations of cells, an insight that has inspired new lines of research into cancer.
* Images from the Herschel observatory, obtained during the performance verification phase, reveal previously unseen detail in a region of the Milky Way near the Galactic Plane.
* Ten of the finalists from Nikon’s 35th Annual Small World Photomicrography Competition.
* Saturn's gigantic infrared ring.
Dealing with accident aftermath. Probably having an office-cleaning or closet-cleaning spree, because that helps. Having lunch with a friend. Seeing feste_sylvain tonight.