Today I ate almost exclusively donuts. They were of varied flavors and brands. Chocolate dunkin’ donuts with coffee. Gas station powdered sugar minis. I can honestly say that I dont even really like donuts anymore (except the Super America Super Mom’s brand that are baked fresh every day - those are exceptional). I can say that I haven’t checked my blood sugar more than once in three weeks. Only have to survive until Tuesday, which is my last final exam. Low blood sugar setting in now. I think low blood sugar is contributing to me asking some stupid questions of my classmates. I had one really bad class where I think I could classify my state as borderline delirium.
But, other than that, things are pretty good. Short of a natural disaster (snow this morning caused some anxiety) or act of God, I will obtain my Master’s degree. This is gonna go down better than my undergrad. It shows that a little age goes a long way.
I’m a little superstitious about graduations due to the terrible seizure that finally got me an epilepsy diagnosis (a month before graduation last time 'round). That was after I had to re-take final project the previous semester due to any number of critical failures that I couldn’t even really properly classify into medical vs non-medical categories. I got it this time around. But, I can’t say that I’m not superstitious due to tragic academic history. I think there has almost certainly been a direct correlation between my personal medical learning/accomplishment and my GPA in non-medical subjects.
I think I’ve come a long way. Yeah! I guess, YEAH! Sure took a while. But, hip-hip-hurrah. I have definitely graduated out of being a terrible epileptic diabetic and borderline public nuisance. It took three degrees before I can honestly say that I am not a public safety threat. Quite the opposite, in fact. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aXdqQ183FQg