I'm running on empty and my mind is a complete blank despite the myriad of things I have going on now. I was in the er again. this weekend. I don't really know what to say about it other than it sucked, as usual. Another cat scan, another dose of iv steroids and narcotics, another lecture from the doctors, another scare, another series of what if's and now what's. I can't decide if I'm healthy or sick, and there seems to be no in between. I'm trying to get by until my next iv infusion... in 2 weeks...after the climbing trip to shelf.
I record my album in...3 days. and i'm not ready. life has happened and once again i'm falling behind, tripping on my own steps to catch up. I'm embarrassed, ashamed, frustrated, and disappointed. I'm all sorts of out of it, and haven't been able to climb or swim since monday (aka too long). I'll have an hour to climb today, but it's "far from ideal" to quote a friend of mine.
School is insane, as is work, as is practicum. I have random half hours of time throughout the day (usually two, three if i'm lucky) in which i'm required to do the hours of homework, housework, and life work that have piled up. this is my last semester here, and it wasn't supposed to be like this, story of my life.