I loved being in school when I was an undergrad. LOVED IT. For some reason when Abby was talking me into getting my MBA at UAB all those happy memories came flooding back. Really focusing on those memories, very few of them actually had to do with going to class and learning. They were more centered around... well lets see: PSU football, sleeping in, monkey boys at the Saloon, all you can eat pasta nights, Teas at Cafe 320, cheeseburger subs from Boots, anything G-man related. My point is, the majority of my fond college memories revolve around eating, drinking, and good friends. Once again, not class. It wasn't even as fun buying school supplies because I only got one notebook and a bag of BIC pens. I am only taking one class, I don't need to overdo it I suppose.
Back to my original point, I was inside on the only non-rainy day we have seen in uncountable days studying for my midterm. I felt prepared. I mean I studied ALL DAY. The test was 20 T/F, three essays, and six short essays. My hand was so tired and I do feel sorry for my professor having to read my awful writing, because I was not trying to make it look pretty, rather get thoughts to paper. I walked out of the room thinking "where do I go to drop a class." I've reassured myself since that I couldn't have done that bad, but need to get in education mode. With everything else that has been going on its been hard to focus on school work. I've thought about abandoning my pursuits of an MBA, but A: that's just not my style and B: everyone I have talked to told me about all the doors that an MBA has opened for them. So I suppose I will continue to suffer through.
Saturday was Race for the Cure. We do it every year.
This year however, it was raining.So Jason decided to sleep in for a cure instead. I would not be dissuaded and since I was going to walk for a cause in the rain, so were the dogs! I dressed them up in their pink gear, Bettis in a pink and white scarf and Maggie in her tutu, and off we went. They were a hit! Everyone that passed asked if they could take their picture. I was fine with it, Bettis was not. He's not a fan of the camera. He did figure out if he stayed close enough to the woman next to us with an umbrella he didn't get as wet, thankfully she didn't mind him leaning on her. I met my friend Susie, her sister in law and mother in law and we walked all 3.1 miles through downtown Birmingham in the rain.
This Friday is my follow up visit with Hematology. All my counts have been great thus far and I'm down to 10mg of prednisone a day, which is SO NICE, compared to the 100mg. I'm hoping that this Friday they will tell me I can stop taking the steroids, which in turn will hopefully make my face and neck not so puffy. I'll also find out what this whole thing means for me in the long term. Hopefully they will say I need to watch out for the same obscure symptoms and come in quarterly for check ups. Other then that have a nice life! Lets hope that's what they say.
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