It’s much harder than I thought it’d be, just laying around day after day. And it’s not just boredom, though I’ve surfed every channel so thoroughly at this point I can tell you who has the best info-mercials, the verdict of virtually every People’s Court hearing over the last several days and who’s on Ellen. Highlights include a made-for-tv "western" with Eric Roberts, the Mary K. LaTorneau story on Lifetime, and the first half of the first season of Melrose Place and Roswell. You know, I’m trying to expand my horizons while I’m down. Challenge the mind if you will…
Frankly, it’s just hard hurting all the time. Being at some level of discomfort day after day sucks. Discomfort wakes me up at 2:30am and forces me to watch Melrose Place. I can’t believe it’s been nearly 2 weeks since the surgery because I feel no where near being ready to join the ranks of the regular world. Abdominal surgery = NOT FUN. Trust me I’ll be taking advantage of my full leave of absence from work.
Biology continues to be hard as hell but I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. One more big test, one more huge paper, another pre-lab and quiz, and the completion of my lab manual. By this time next week only the test will be looming like a huge black cloud over my head. If I’m diligent and committed, I’ll keep my B and damn it I will take it proudly. Cell Biology and Genetics has to be the hardest class I have EVER TAKEN. It is by far the class with the most work. The next time you see a Biology text book laying around, keep in mind that the owner of that book was responsible for memorizing and understanding the entire thing. This is not an exaggeration.
Thank you all who’ve kept me in your thoughts these last few weeks. I have loved every card and every flower and all the magazines, puzzles and books. It’s really only been the last four days that I’ve been able to do more than just sit on the lounge chair and pop vicadin. Bretty is a saint among men, truly and completely straight up no lie a saint. He’s done everything for me over the last couple weeks, not just the cooking and cleaning, but waking me up when I needed to take my medication in the middle of the night, helping me get dressed and get in & out of the shower. He’s a dream.
I’m slightly overwhelmed with all the homework I’ve got to make up, but I’m sure I’ll manage somehow. I’m feeling pretty strong at the moment (strong being a relative term you dig) so I’m feeling motivated to crack open the old Algebra book and work through some word problems. They suck!! Let it be known to the whole world! Yet, I must do them. I really want that A.