Honestly? Not dying. According to the laws of physics and medicine, I should no longer be here. Other than that, getting my MA. The MA in itself isn't that huge of a deal- it's that it's a "two year program" which means it's two years plus any extra classes you need, plus however long you take to write your thesis, plus any slop from not getting classes you need. I went in needing two extra classes, and then took the "wrong" classes my first year, so I was 3 behind. I took an extra class one semester, added a summer class, took a class the semester I wrote my thesis, and got prospectus and thesis both done in one semester. Two years, in and out. Boom, done- and everyone said it was impossible. Not only did I do it, I did it faster than anybody expected, and managed to stay focused for the entire two years. I'm proud of that.
37. My most traumatic experience.
Probably the car accident I was in the spring before I went to college. Massive concussion, contusions on both wrists, elbows and shoulders, fractured sternum, bruised heart and lungs, massive oxygen depletion for three days afterward because I was so out of it that I didn't realize how broken I was. It was bad. The doctor, after putting everything back where it belonged, looked at my chart, looked at me, looked at the chart, laughed, shook his head and asked me "how are you still alive? You should have died three times!" Then flashbacks for months, nightmares for years, permanent issues with retaining and recalling nouns. I'm mostly better now, but still feel it sometimes.
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14. My greatest achievements.
Honestly? Not dying. According to the laws of physics and medicine, I should no longer be here. Other than that, getting my MA. The MA in itself isn't that huge of a deal- it's that it's a "two year program" which means it's two years plus any extra classes you need, plus however long you take to write your thesis, plus any slop from not getting classes you need. I went in needing two extra classes, and then took the "wrong" classes my first year, so I was 3 behind. I took an extra class one semester, added a summer class, took a class the semester I wrote my thesis, and got prospectus and thesis both done in one semester. Two years, in and out. Boom, done- and everyone said it was impossible. Not only did I do it, I did it faster than anybody expected, and managed to stay focused for the entire two years. I'm proud of that.
37. My most traumatic experience.
Probably the car accident I was in the spring before I went to college. Massive concussion, contusions on both wrists, elbows and shoulders, fractured sternum, bruised heart and lungs, massive oxygen depletion for three days afterward because I was so out of it that I didn't realize how broken I was. It was bad. The doctor, after putting everything back where it belonged, looked at my chart, looked at me, looked at the chart, laughed, shook his head and asked me "how are you still alive? You should have died three times!" Then flashbacks for months, nightmares for years, permanent issues with retaining and recalling nouns. I'm mostly better now, but still feel it sometimes.
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I'd have to go with The Things They Carried by Tim O'Brien. Gorgeous book.
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