So yeah…

Okay when did I really write here?  Last summer?  Okay lemme see whats happened.

Yes I did go to Edinburgh where we did Three Sisters.  What a wonderful eperience that came back to bite me firmly in the ass.  We were scheduled to be there for 2 weeks and the last night, literally hours before we were due to leave for the airport I hd a seizure and broke my leg in 2 places.  A week later and a surgery later I was limping off the plane at JFK International.

I ended up having to take a medical leave from school to allow my leg to heal and it got to be a pain in the ass when I had to go back for another surgery to remove screws that were put into my foot in scotlnd cuz they broke.  So I wanted to go back to school in the spring.  One class and I would finally be done.  History major with minors in Psychology and Theatre Arts.  Cept the professor that teaches that one class is on sabbitical and nobody was going to be teaching it.  Fuck!!!  Oh well now I am waiting untill the summer.

This has allowed me time to dwell on the fact that I am sick.  The doctors have a pretty good idea of what I am sick with and the fact that there is no cure…  Lovely.  Nothing like knowing they are going to be cutting pieces out of my body for the rest of my life…

I am surrounding myself with people I can trust at this point.  My fraternity brothers are being very supportive as I go through all this shit and others if they are supportive are allowed in and if they are assholes are not. 

One of the scariest things coming up is I am going to be talking at the relay for life net month.  The idea of dmitting how sick I am infront of strangers truely terrifies me…