College Graduation

Yikes, I haven’t written here in a while. So I guess I should start with the big stuff:

I graduated.

I’m moving.

I’m working on getting a job…

Yeah, that pretty much sums up life right now.

So graduation…. It happened. Finally. I can’t say I wasn’t excited to be finished with college; to say it was a challenge would be the understatement of the century, so I figure that it could only go up from there! So far, I’m finding that I was right. Graduation weekend was great. I spent senior week at home, but went back up to Geneva, NY to go get my super-important piece of paper.

I totally pimped-out my graduation cap, of course. I wasn’t about to be seen walking down the middle of the quad in all-black, with nothing fun to show for all my effort over the past four years. I wanted to make my cap meaningful, so I knew I’d be putting on a big turquoise awareness ribbon for Dysautonomia. I went to Michael’s craft store, expecting to walk away with just a roll IMG_2794of turquoise ribbon, but I ended up coming out of there with two rolls of ribbon (one covered in glitter), black glitter paper for the “background,” white lettering (just in case I wanted to write something), and fake pearl stickers. So here’s the final result:

“Actions Not Words” is a shout- out to my all-girls, private, Catholic high school days at Oak Knoll- Cornelia Connelly is the best. “Lives of Consequence” is part of my college’s mission statement. I really liked the combination of the two, since that’s something I strive for every day. The turquoise awareness ribbon should be self-explanatory, since you’re reading a blog all about what it stands for….

At graduation, we were sitting in the blazing sun on an 80-degree day, in the middle of the quad for about two and a half hours, which, to a Potsie, is something to be avoided at all costs. Unfortunately, there was no avoiding it this time. I knew that I would have to be able to sit in the heat, in a black, long-sleeved gown for hours, then stand up and walk across the stage, in front of hundreds of people, to receive my diploma.

I did it (but not without some forethought).

I brought a bag with me, pre-approved by the Dean’s office and Campus Safety, that included several must-haves on a hot summer day:

5 bottles of Power Ade

3 rolls of Nuun Tablets (to put in the power-ade, for added POWER…. or salt. Same thing.)

2 hand-held electric fans (because I’m just too hot to handle. ooh la la!)

2 ice packs (to put under my feet and on my neck to cool down)

The bag was heavy, but completely worth carrying across campus to the quad, where I used everything in it. Unfortunately, I could not include a bathroom in that bag, so I just ran out after getting my diploma and came back… no big deal.

All-in-all, it went really well! It was exhausting, and I was completely wiped10957752_10206646235173089_5247089135713434557_n afterwords, but I finished college and was able to walk all by myself across that stage. No cane, no hand to hold onto. I didn’t fall off the stage, either, or pass out, or worry too much about so many people watching me in all my unsteady glory.

I got my glorified piece of paper, which honestly doesn’t seem like much after so much time, money, and energy put into the past four years, but now I can say it’s finally over and I can move onto new things. I can finally leave college behind, like the glitter falling off the back of my cap.

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Thoughts? Comments? Share with me!!

As always, If there’s anything in here so far that you can identify with, keep reading as I post. If you can’t relate, but want to read more about my journey as I carry on, keep reading. If not, then I hope you learned something about POTS.

Please message me!- potsienb@gmail.com

To all my fellow Potsies, good luck out there!

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