Dec 08, 2004 23:55
The bags under my eyes have reached an all time low, sitting just above my mouth. If I really wanted to I could probably eat them. I considered it but quickly realized that I like my cheeks as much as the next guy and they would probably prove to be a beneficial attachment at a future time.
My grandma finally was released from the hospital today. When she first went in I thought she would be out in a few days. This is now weeks and months after my initial thought. I’m happy she is well enough to leave so she can be home for Christmas and see the family and everything but at the same time I know she has to go back in January for surgery again.
I will never go into ICU again. I am scared of hospitals; I guess I am afraid of a lot of things.
I feel like a horrible person, I’ve been hoping and hoping for the well being of everyone but at the same time thinking of myself in the aspect of…if it’s going to happen please, please, PLEASE..let it happen after exams. I just need to get through these next few days and then I can get on with trying to figure this deal out.
Coffee?