Finally, it’s October, and so it finally feels like school’s really happening. Starting in August just goes against the grain of my being. Having spent two years at a school that starts sometime around the 23rd of September each year, it just doesn’t feel like school time until about October. Doesn’t matter that I’ve been in class for over a month, taken numerous tests, woken up at 6:30 three days a week, been up until one in the morning writing a lab report. It’s finally real now.
Did everyone enjoy their long weekend? I sure didn’t. Late Wednesday night I woke up with the worst abdominal pain I’ve ever experienced. (That’s saying something, as I’ve been having episodes of terrible abdominal pain for three years now.) An hour and a half later, when the pain still hadn’t subsided, I went off to the emergency room and spend the next sixty hours in the hospital, suffering from acute pancreatitis. I guess I should be grateful that it was a long weekend and that I didn’t miss any school, but, well. Anyway. During this ordeal, I discovered a lot about health-related college things, like that there’s no one to answer questions at 1:30 in the morning, and that the health insurance won’t cover any hospital expenses (if I remember correctly). Hopefully no one will have go through what I did, but at least you’ll have some knowledge before you find yourself in a hospital bed, drugged up with Dilaudid.
Good luck with school, everybody, now that it finally feels like it’s really happening.
