So I had my first conference with my professor today. We wound up on the phone because she couldn’t get the teleconference tool to work today. WE had a good chat about my writing and what kinds of things I needed to work on. I came away with a good feeling about it. I think she gets where I’m coming from and what I’m trying to do with my bipolar story.a So we will see what happens in the next assignment.
WEnt to put in new contact lenses this morning and shortly realized that I had never gone to the vision center I ordered them from and picked them up! I had to call and make sure they still had them there for me and drive back while my older daughter slept in. She is still sick and I have an appointment to take her back to the doctor tomorrow. Hopefully she is just having a hard time shaking this and it hasn’t developed into anything more interesting.
So morbid feeling. I actually wondered if I could ask God to just let me sleep and not wake up this morning. A coma, a heart attack, a stroke, an aneurysm,. whatever it took. I hate feeling this way. If it keeps up, I’m going to have to go to the hospital. ANd I don’t want that.