Random Tidbits

Just gonna use this post today to spout off about a couple of random things:

This week I feel like I've been running around like a chicken with my head cut off. THANK GOODNESS there is only one more week of classes after this week. I am so glad to have several weeks off at the end of April and in May to just work (and take 1 pesky little final) before bar/bri starts May 24th (let's not talk about that, k?).

Clinic will be pretty much done after Friday. We are filing the appellate brief for one of our cases. This is not the BIG trial case but the post-conviction case I just started working on this semester - innocent guy who is currently serving year 17 of a 40 year sentence for being a "lookout" in a murder he had nothing to do with. Don't even get me started or I will become filled with rage again, as I do every time I read or write about the police who said he "wasn't under arrest" despite being handcuffed in the back of a police car and taken to the police station where he had the shit beaten out of him for OVER THIRTY HOURS by some Chicago police officers in its infamous Area 2.  OVER THIRTY HOURS.  RAWRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!
So anyway, that's in the process of final edits, then we will file the copy with the appellate court and the special prosecutor and send the copy to the client, waiting in jail and hoping that some clueless law students and an incredible professor can fix something terrible that happened to him almost two decades ago. Seriously yall, I cannot go through the statement of facts of the brief without having to take deep breaths because I get SO. FREAKING. MAD.

Up next:
When I was in Dallas for Easter, my roommate was driving my car when a guy hit him.  :( Super sads. The damage to Tighty Whitey:

I took her in to get an estimate yesterday and picked up a rental car.  Glad no one was hurt and the car is drivable, but still... Such a pain in the ass.

- Last week my mom made it through the halfway point of chemo, whooohooo! She went in for chemo a couple of weeks ago (she was having treatments weekly) and apparently her doctor said 3+ times "you look terrible. No, really, you look BAD." etc. And my mom was like "no shit, I have cancer and I'm going through chemo." And the doctor decided she needed to take some more time in between treatments so she could rest and such. So they switched her to once every 3 weeks (which is what she had when she first had cancer 6 years ago). The good news about that - more time to recover in between, which means more times of feeling good. The bad news about that - 1 chemo treatment every 3 weeks means that the one treatment is a real bitch. So last week it totally whipped her ass and she didn't get out of bed for a couple days. She had to go in on Friday and get some fluids because she was so dehydrated and lethargic, but she says she's feeling much better now.
She is having a PET scan next week to see if the chemo is working. So if you're the praying type, say a little one that her scans come back free and clear.

- Speaking of cancer. Dude, Fuck cancer. Seriously though. Cancer fucking sucks.
Last week I had an e-mail from one of my sorority sisters that her mom has colon cancer.
Fuck Cancer.

Then on Saturday night I get on facebook and see that my ex-boyfriend's little brother has a facebook status up that says "thanks everyone for saying prayers for my mom, we really appreciate it." So naturally I immediately send him a message to see what the deal is. Despite my feelings about/towards the ex, his mom (and whole family really) loves me and I keep in touch with her via e-mail, etc., so I was concerned. Turns out they just found out that she has cancer too. Ughhhhhhhh.

Let me just say it again - FUCK CANCER. 

She had surgery last night, which went well. They will get pathology reports back in the next couple of days to find out if the cancer has spread. If it has not - no chemo or radiation. But if it has, they will begin chemo and radiation ASAP.
Again - if you're the praying type, say a prayer for my mom, my friend's mom, and the ex-boyfriends mom. Too many moms with cancer. We are too young to have sick moms!!!


So there ya have it - an update of what's been going on in my life.
Man, this was a Debbie Downer of a post.

I can't leave you guys feeling sad or angry, so here is a little funny for you. I have a friend who is an ER doctor in Chicago, and he usually works night shifts. He always has the BEST stories. Last night/this morning, his facebook status gave me a good chuckle:

FYI, generally speaking, 

if you can clearly form the words, "I can't breathe," 

chances are, you can.

Last week he had this little gem at 8:15 on Sunday morning: "Happy Easter. More Stabbings." 

Someone commented: "for real?" and he replied: "Yeah apparently there was a real kickin' party in Rogers Park at 6am that was bumpin' until some bitch brought out a box cutter."

Cracks my shit up. 

XOXO,

LF