Moody

I'm not in a good mood. It's a crumby kind of day and everything feels kind of off. You know those days, when nothing you do makes you comfortable, when you can't sit down to concentrate on anything for more then five minutes. My father is here today 'cause he wants to fix the house up a bit now that the divorce proceedings between him and my mom are imminent, so until he leaves I have locked myself in my room with a mountain of school work and my guinea pigs.

Have a mentioned before how terribly far behind I am on all my school work? I was so exhausted in December that I missed all my exams. I had to write them, plus a few essays at the start of the second semester in January, which pushed me really far behind on all my readings and assignments for second semester. By the time I had finished the first semester work it was February and we (my doctors and I) got to the point where we knew surgery could not be avoided. I did my best to hand in some assignments but didn't get nearly enough done. By the end of  March I gave up, exhausted and ever more anxious for the looming surgery. After surgery the 8 weeks of IV antibiotics hit me like a stem roller and I was completely flattened. Only now, two weeks after the IV antibiotics were stopped, have I turned my mind to anything school related (well, except for Latin, which I have been reviewing every few days. Yay! for being a Latin nerd). Now I have four exams and four 8-10 pages essays to write. In order to do anything I first have to get caught up on all the readings, which, may I add, is a shit load of reading. Sigh. I need to email the registers office to sort something out. There is an option were they would give me until December to finish all last semesters work. I am considering this as my best option, and would then only take three new courses next semester. For the foreseeable future I will be on a tone of oral antibiotics and they make me exhausted. I want to take an easy year to get back to normal. Besides, we don't even know yet if my bone infection is gone or not.

Once more I am waiting for scan results, which doesn't  help anything either. I could see the screen with the pictures taken by the gamma camera while the scan was going. Lying there I tried to figure out what the pictures meant, but the effort just made my brain hurt as it ambled through all the possibilities. I will leave reading the images to the professionals and wait until July 12 for my next appointment to find out the results.

As I mentioned earlier, I am exhausted. I have headaches from the antibiotics every day - apparently Cephalexin is notorious for making people feel like death... go figure how I feel after a year. Plus I am on more of it then ever before. My leg hurts. I have had some bone pain which I like to think (and hope) comes from bone healing. Part of my shin is still numb from surgery. The area around it tingles a lot which is really irritating. this strange sensation feels like mildly warm water running over you skin, but kind of from the inside out. This is something I might feel for the rest of my life.  And one spot on the incision continues to leak fluid. Yesterday what looked like puss came out of it. And just in case you don't think it is TMI, my stomach hates me. I wake up everyday around 5:00am and feel like my stomach is trying to eat itself, and then I get terrible cramps but nothing happens. Really unpleasant.