So, I just finished up the semester, and needless to say, this was a very stressful semester.  Between migraines that kept me in bed, thinking I had the stomach flu for weeks, and finally finding out that I needed my gallbladder taken out, it was really hard to keep up with my classes.  I'm a Senior Psychology major and I'm due to graduate in December.  My classes are gettting harder by the minute, and this semester I had two of hardest classes I've ever had;  Physio and Cognitive Psychology.  They were definitely kicking my butt.  I thought for sure that I was going to end up with ALL C's and my Advisor was going to be so pissed at me because we'd just had a meeting where he'd patted me on the back and told me how good I was doing and that I could get into any Doctorate program I wanted, IF I WANTED. Today, I was very reluctant to pull up my grades, I just knew I was going to be disappointed in myself.  When I pulled them up, I nearly had a massive coronary in my living room.  I couldn't believe it.  I had an A in Sociobiology and B's in my other 4 classes.  I was so proud of myself.  I guess hardwork and being stubborn really does pay off.  So, I guess I'm saying.  Don't get yourself down.  Even when you think all is lost, there's still hope.
      Oh, and for all my Camp Mak-A-Dream friends, I'm not going to be able to make it this summer.  I'm having to take some summer classes this June.  I'm hoping to attend my first Winter YAC this year, so maybe I'll see y'all there.  I miss y'all and love y'all!

<3 Meg

I've been in pain for a while.  As of Tuesday, the pain got so bad that I could not bear it. I had a few extra symptoms so my doctor was going to send me home and treat it as a parasite.  I think he's been watching a little too much "House."  By the time Wednesday afternoon rolled around, I was in so much pai I couldn't breathe.  Since Easter, I haven't had an appetite, I been nauseated, and I've lost 20 pounds, and that's on top of the severe abdominal pain.  After my two morning classes I went back to the doctor and he decided that he'd put me in the hospital and have me see a surgeon, because he'd finally came to the conclusion that it was my gallbladder.  Smart, huh?  I'd had this figured out for days. They removed it Laparoscopicly about mid-Thursday morning and they were letting me go by mid-morning Friday.  I'm still in a lot of pain in the incision sites, but other than that, I feel fine.  At first the doctor said that I couldn't go back to school until Friday, but negotiated with him we agreed on Wednesday, as long as I only lifted one of my books at a time. (No more than 20lbs.) So, things are great, oh, except for when my cat, Zoie, jumped up in the middle of my stomach, while I was sleeping.  It felt as if the sites had been ripped open again.  Needless to say, I was in some major pain.  I'm telling you, this semester just isn't my best.  Everything that can happen to me is trying to.  Please keep me in your thoughts and prayers.  I'm not exactly sure what I'm going to do about all of my notes and stuff. Love Y'all!!!

<3 Meg