I have not felt well since last night.

I have not felt well since last night.  After I got home from school I felt a migraine coming on so I took Excedrin.  I hate taking it at night because it keeps me up.  About 4 this morning I emailed my tutoring job that I wouldn't make it in because I was still not asleep and was supposed to be there at 8:30.  I would have been useless.

I haven't been out of bed for long today.  I don't feel as bad as I did - I think the rest helped, but I don't feel good by any stretch.  Between stress and psoriatic crap I'm not in a great place.  On the bright side I checked Blackboard and have the grade for part of my literature mid-term.  I made a 93 on half of it.  Still waiting on the grade of my paper.  At least one class seems to be going ok.

And with that, I'm off.  I don't know what I'll do, but if I can get my head clear I'll work on my literature assignment for the week and try not to think about Calculus.

Should have grades back on Wednesday...

Test day.

 

Wednesday, August 9th is the final exam for Calculus III.

Wednesday, August 9th is the final exam for Calculus III.  That is a month from today.  We have 3 tests scheduled (not counting the one tomorrow) within that time.  😲😳😳

I genuinely hope that I never have to take another summer semester in my life.

I feel bad and I'm stressed to death.

I feel bad and I'm stressed to death.

Focusing my frustration on getting things done.

Focusing my frustration on getting things done. Going over Calculus notes. Isn't it pretty? Look at all the numbers! ❤️

I just turned in the last of the paperwork that UAB wanted.

I just turned in the last of the paperwork that UAB wanted.  They said that they would be in touch within three business days, so hopefully I will know if they can help me next week.

It's a sad state of affairs when someone who works as hard as I do has to accept "drug trial" treatment for a medical condition, and worse yet that I had to jump through so many hoops to find out if I'm worthy of said help.  No one should have to go through that.  This is not the country I want to live in.

Yes, I'm changing my life so this won't be an issue FOR ME forever, but so many others don't have the ability to do what I'm doing.  Just because I will eventually dig my way out of poverty doesn't mean that this issue will go away.  Even if free healthcare isn't ever an option, there has got to be something better than this.

Rant over, I guess.  Pardon my grumpiness, but my skin is coming off, it hurts to wear clothes, my bones ache, and I'm getting very close to losing a thumb nail.  I don't feel so good.  #neverthelessshepersisted  (<---  Giving zero shits right now if that is used out of context.  It is giving me life.)