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Went to visit my grandparents on Tuesday after class. Pa seemed fine, not tired or anything. It was the first time I had seen him after his biopsy. Seeing the staples all down the back of his head was scary. It made the whole thing feel real. They made him look like a sad, old man. When I couldn't see them, though, he looked fine.
I gave him the stones, much to his delight. I was honestly surprised at how much he liked them. I explained each one to him and told him it would be best to keep them near his bedside when he slept.
Leo drove Pa back to Houston yesterday to get the staples removed. Don't quite see why they couldn't have done that here, but oh well.
I had one of the hardest written tests in shiatsu on Tuesday. I had failed it miserably the first time I took it, due to not studying and such. This time, I passed with flying colors, and even a few extra points. All I have left is the written final, which will have some of the same things, but more comprehensive, covering all we learned. Then the week after will be the practical final, doing the whole shiatsu massage. I know it better this time around, so that's good.
I gave him the stones, much to his delight. I was honestly surprised at how much he liked them. I explained each one to him and told him it would be best to keep them near his bedside when he slept.
Leo drove Pa back to Houston yesterday to get the staples removed. Don't quite see why they couldn't have done that here, but oh well.
I had one of the hardest written tests in shiatsu on Tuesday. I had failed it miserably the first time I took it, due to not studying and such. This time, I passed with flying colors, and even a few extra points. All I have left is the written final, which will have some of the same things, but more comprehensive, covering all we learned. Then the week after will be the practical final, doing the whole shiatsu massage. I know it better this time around, so that's good.