I am (once again) officially de-accessed!!
Now, that doesn't entirely mean that I'm better...because I'm not.
Better from when I was admitted last..yes, but not back to baseline.
I was finally able to take a normal shower for the first time in uhhmmm..let's see..32 days!! I honestly didn't even think that it was that long.
I go back to the clinic this coming up Monday so we'll see how everything looks and then go from there.
In other news, I dropped out of my math class today. The professor said that if any students miss a class they automatically don't get any credit for anything that was done that day, including test's and quizzes ANDD there are no exceptions...even if you let her know that you'll be gone. We were doing mini quizzes everyday and there was HW assigned at the end of every class period. I had talked to her about me missing numerous days due to health reasons and she just said that I need to try and not miss as much as possible and if I do, well, I miss all the points. Sooooo knowing that my health isn't in the best condition at the moment, and that I'd probably be going in the hospital soon, I decided to drop-out...or as my counselor said, "postpone it." I don't want to be stressed out over school issues when they can be resolved ahead of time and especially when I need to be focusing on my health. There's a certain period called the "drop-period" which is when you can drop out of any classes and it won't count against you, your GPA, or your financial aid. It will pretty much be as if I had never signed up for that class. Instead of my math, I am now taking both sociology and some amateur typing class online. We wanted to make sure that I still had the same amount of credits so I could receive the same amount of financial aid back...which might I add, is going to be quite a bit :). I had been debating on whether or not I was going to drop-out. A big part of me felt as if I was being held back by my CF. I wanted college to be different. My WHOLE entire high school career was being blind-sided by my CF and I didn't want that anymore, but the more I began to really think about it, the more I realized that it was for the best. It also doesn't necessarily have to mean that I'm being held back either. I mean, I'm still taking college classes, right? I just need to be positive and that's what I'm going to be.
On a side note-- I have this candle lit in my room and I believe it's called pumpkin spice....It. Smells. Phenomenal! Definitely something that I could fall asleep to every night ^_^.
I wonder how many of these I've pulled out?
Random picture of me doing a treatment earlier.
I cut myself opening up a Cayston vial. -_-