The past 12 months have been filled with one medical situation after another. My life has felt like a really boring episode of Grey's Anatomy. You know, all of the hospitals with none of the cute doctors, dramatic deaths or 30-second recoveries. In the preceding 29 years, I'd been in the hospital once (when I was born) and had stitches twice (before I went into kindergarten). In the past 12 months? Yeah, I've officially blown those numbers out of the water. Just chalk this up as another reason I've been a really bad blogger recently. At least I'm getting all this out of the way before I start grad school.
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