College is annoying. Even When I'm Not the Student.

Ok could somebody do something about the cold, please? I do not like it. Not one bit. And it's been so lovely out. Sunny and even warm. Don't wear a coat warm and even a couple sit outside and read warms. Now it's frigid and blowy and there's even some ugly white stuff all over my front and back yard. Yuck. Please go away. And send back the sunshine.

It's been quite a day.
it was quite a night last night.

Hannah's getting ready to start college, right? Yesterday was the last day to pay your fees so at 5pm everyone who hadn't paid was automatically dropped from all their classes, freeing up a few precious spaces in otherwise full classes. Since she's starting in the Spring instead of the Fall, and since she didn't decide to enroll till kind of late, there were still 2 key classes she has take before next fall that she couldn't get in.

So at midnight they open online enrollment and crazed students are on computers all over town (several towns really) trying desperately to get into classes they need. I stayed up to help the girl even though midnight is pretty late for the old mom. And of course the servers there are insane and overloaded. We kept getting weird errors saying that the courses didn't exist, or that there was a break in on the server. But we kept trying. About 40 minutes later Hannah managed to get in to one of the classes. Probably because it's from 8am to 3pm on Friday. We kept trying for a while after that, but here's the bad thing: she was so stressed and so tired she kept having seizures. Not grand mal seizures but big scary jerks accompanied with the deep intake of breath that scares me to death. It was getting worse and worse so a little after 1 I made her give up and go to bed.

I carried her laptop and followed her up the stairs to make sure they both got to her room safely. Her jerks (and breaths) were getting really bad by then. I got her in bed, found something sleepy to put on the teevee and then she had such a Giant one I was sure a grand mal seizure was next.

(And of course! we couldn't find her atavan that she has to stop her from having a seizure in just such a situation)

She wanted to take a couple extra zonisamide so I found them and held the bottle for her to drink out of. And then I made her take a melatonin because she really needed to fall asleep. She was so scared. I helped her focus on other things and relax a little while I crawled into bed next to her and waited for the time to pass and the jerking to stop.

Poor girl. I don't know how she's going to survive college. Or life. She needs to find a way to not get so panicked or stressed. It does it to her every time.

So this morning I let her sleep. All the way till 12:30 or so when she woke up on her own.

We did some quick bursts of cleaning so it looks somewhat civilized when Granny comes for the weekend. In between I read the second half of Inkspell. At dinner time we cooked dinner together and after dinner we worked on mapping out her schedule (it's a really suck schedule, poor girl), looking up info about the bus from here to there (20 bucks a week!), and adding up her totals at the bookstore.

I finished Inkspell just before I came down here to settle into bed and write this. It was good, but not as good as the first (Inkheart). I'll read the third, but not next. I'm going to wait. I've just read over a thousand pages of that story and there are other books wanting to be next. I have put off reading The Help for several reasons, but Alan's mom loaned it to me this weekend so I think I plow through it next.

We'll see.