First of all, may I say that it is wonderful to be able to use the computer again! For about a week, the only thing I’ve been able to look at is the back of my eyelid. I punctured my cornea by jabbing myself in the eye with a pair of scissors. How did I manage that, you ask? Well, try cutting your bangs with three kids and a hyper puppy running in and out of the bathroom… That’s beside the point. For a week, I couldn’t drive, read, watch TV, and even the light from my cell phone pierced my eye like a dagger. It was pure hell; not so much the pain, but the boredom. Anyway, it’s almost healed. I can drive now, and walk out in the early light without my sunglasses. The afternoon sun is a different story, but this is a start.
I have to say this whole experience made me appreciate my sight that much more! I am also grateful for my independence! I couldn’t imagine spending the rest of my life waiting for rides, or depending on someone else to tend to my responsibilities. I learned a valuable lesson, (besides: leave the haircutting to licensed professionals) and that is appreciate the little things I normally take for granted. I’m stepping off of my soapbox to say that I’m one of those people that needs a constant reminder of this. I’m a spoiled brat, and freely admit it. I think we all are in some way. I’m sure I’ll need to be reminded again in the future! Moving on…
I am loving Night Ranger’s new album, Somewhere in California. They’ve still got their classic sound, though it’s a bit softer than their late 80’s tone. I see that they will be in PA, within driving distance for me, twice in late August. I hope to be able to see them, as they have produced some amazing songs that have stuck with me over the years.
I started back to school last week. Let me say that I am one of those geeks that loves school. I love books, notebooks, the smell of the classroom, and feeling of excitement over learning new things. Unfortunately, Math gives me little to no excitement. In fact, it gives me the biggest case of anxiety. I HATE math. I cry when I try to do the homework, and at the end of the semester, my GPA is going to be in the toilet. All because I need this stupid class to graduate. I’ve tried outside sources, asking questions, looking up examples, but nothing clicks. I do not understand math, and I never will. However, I will gut through it. I will get through this class, I will suffer through the homework, five hour classes of torture, and the tests. And when it is over, I will never look back!
I am, however, looking forward to the fall semester with increasing joy. I look forward to being on a schedule again, and I’m also looking forward to Capstone, which is my two semester graduation project. I’ll also be taking the GRE’s in October, and applying to graduate school in January. I expect great things from myself this semester, and hope to be able to share my process with all of you.
Keep on pushing through!