I have 2 take home finals (one's 3 application/math type questions for my social research class, and the other is 6 essay questions) and then 1 final Tuesday and 1 Wednesday and I'm done! I can't wait!

I called the lady about my internship last night while at work, but haven't heard anything back from her which is starting to make me nervous. I'll follow up on Monday when I know she will be around the hospital. Odds are she was probably busy today being Friday and all....at least that's what I'm telling myself.

I have a paper thinger to write up tomorrow regarding getting my credit that I need for my social research class to count instead of PR research, which will be a piece of cake ("My advisor screwed up") and then I have to write to contest the fact that they didn't count my AP credit for Literature. I'm NOT taking that again. lol.

Then life will calm down for a while.

TJ kinda freaked me out yesterday though. He was messing with his bandage, and I asked him not to, "infection, blah, blah, blah" and he responded with, "Well if I get an infection I can go home. All I want to do is go home. I don't want to do this anymore. I don't like it. If I knew it was going to be like this I wouldn't have done it."

I took it as he is irritated - - I would be too being in that situation. Part of me knows him well enough to know that deep down he knows it's worth the trouble to possibly have this go the RIGHT way and have him be seizure free - - but I'm afraid of what will happen if they can't do it.....for one reason or another. I'm afraid of what it will do to him, to go through all of this for nothing....*sighs*

What do you think? How would you have taken that statement?

All that - and I feel bad because I was hoping to go up there today, but couldn't because I forgot about that paper that I finished about 20 minutes ago and the fact that I need to sleep. I'm so tired and I'm starting to slip into my anxiety/depression attacks more frequently so I KNOW I need to catch up on sleep and spend some time by myself to let my brain re-focus and "level out" again.

I'm back on my paxil, but I took it the other night and I think it kept me up until 5:30 a.m. - which usually it makes me tired, AND I'm back on the antibiotics (the ones that turn everything red...) so I figured I would wait until Monday when I didn't have anything going on, and start taking the Paxil again then.

I have an appointment next month with Dr. Stutz, and I'm going to ask him for something other than Paxil. Something that will combat my depression a little bit better.