Henna Party!

Bunch of cool stuff at floor meeting today. There was nutella! People were super excited, even though I couldn't see what the hype was all about. I like chips, which I was more excited about. And then, there was henna. This was what I got. I kinda wish it was black, so badass with my flowery designs.

BEFORE:

AFTER:

In other news, I hope G won't be broken. I can't see him broken, it will destroy me. I hate what she's doing to him. If it was anyone else, there would have already been a showdown. But G is so sweet, and frankly, passive boy. She will tear his heart apart, and guess whose going to have to pick up the pieces? Then again, some part of me thinks that M and J are meant to be together. Who knows.

I think Frank's problems act up at night, around 3-4 am. Last night, he had temporary paralysis throughout his whole body, and he had difficulty breathing for half an hour. He couldn't move, so he wasn't able to call for help. Andie suggested that Jess gets a baby monitor as a joke, but it actually makes a lot of sense. Jess was looking into getting one, which would probably destroy any man-pride that is left in Frank. Because of last night, we decided that we would all watch over Frank to make sure he's still alive. I was left with this post-it note on my desk:

"Remember 2 check on Frank. Get a chair or step on his desk to look over his bed. Get Rus 4 help if needed."

It's so serious, I'm even given precise directions on how to look over a top bunk bed. We're all very concerned about Frank. Jess called the hospital again to see if they could move up the neurologist appointment, but they said no, and if anything serious happens, go to the ER. I mean, seriously? This boy has suffocation episodes while suffering from paralysis at the same time, and he had an incident where he couldn't open his eyes in the middle of driving. It's so obvious to everyone that this is very life threatening, but they still refuse to see him earlier. If this is our health system, then it's quite clear to me that reform is needed. It doesn't make any sense to me why someone whose life is clearly in danger, and the people who we have entrusted our lives to when we need them the most don't seem to care enough.