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Everyday feels like a new challenge lately. Actually, to be more accurate, everyday feels like a fucking obstacle course. This is the first semester that I've had to go to work and class on the same day. I'm sure that some of you who read this can relate to how crappy it can be sometimes. Work, class, and the irritating issues with parking that follow. My department at work has been *insanely* busy since spring semester began. I've been working at least 1.5 hours past my scheduled time to leave every day I've worked. Yesterday, we had a record high work load so I had to stay 2.5 hours late. I also had woke up at 4am yesterday morning to finish a paper, so I was not in the best of moods. I started work at 8am, had class and a lunch break, then did not leave work until 7pm. I ended up walking to campus from work and sitting around waiting for Mike to finish his night class. I can not say it was the best day of my life.
Whatever I'm bitching about can not be as bad as what my brother is going through right now though. On Saturday night, Mike and I went to visit him at Fairview Hospital at the UofM. The doctors think that he has "amplified musculoskeletal pain or reflex neurovascular dystrophy (RND)." If anything touches my brother below the waist, it causes him extreme pain. He's waiting for an opening at Gillette Children's Hospital to start a rehabilitation program. They'll make him work through the pain and learn to live with it, because I guess that exercising his legs is the only way he can recover. My brother is supposed to be graduating from high school this semester, but I don't know what will go on with that. My mom looks like she's aged about 10 years in the past week.It's a pretty sad state of affairs.
Whatever I'm bitching about can not be as bad as what my brother is going through right now though. On Saturday night, Mike and I went to visit him at Fairview Hospital at the UofM. The doctors think that he has "amplified musculoskeletal pain or reflex neurovascular dystrophy (RND)." If anything touches my brother below the waist, it causes him extreme pain. He's waiting for an opening at Gillette Children's Hospital to start a rehabilitation program. They'll make him work through the pain and learn to live with it, because I guess that exercising his legs is the only way he can recover. My brother is supposed to be graduating from high school this semester, but I don't know what will go on with that. My mom looks like she's aged about 10 years in the past week.It's a pretty sad state of affairs.