I am heavily medicated and should be in bed but it's been so long since I've updated and a lot has gone on. Unfortunately little of it was good, but I will try to keep the woe-is-me to a minimum. About five days ago the mild cold I've had for about six weeks suddenly got a lot worse, and at the same time I started getting dizzy and weak-- it got to the point that by Sunday I couldn't get out of bed. My Dad took me to the doctor on Monday, they ran some tests and it turned out that my red blood cell, white blood cell and platelet counts had all dropped to critical levels. From Monday afternoon to Tuesday morning they gave me an infusion of platelets and two infusions of red blood cells and then I slept for about 20 hours from Tuesday afternoon to Wednesday morning.

And that about covers it! As of now, I've gotten a lot of my energy back and my cold is slowly going away. I'm a little disheartened that I'm not going to have the chance to drive down and see Matt this weekend as I'd planned (it's already been three weeks since he came to visit) and I'm nervous about starting chemo this Monday with a cold, since I'm going to need all the health I can muster. It's kind of nice having the end of all this in sight, though.

Today I contacted my advisor and registered for two courses next semester, Human Geography and American Lit Post-1700. I think two classes, some clubs (UGAnime, Belly Dancing and Tai Chi Chuan) and my old job will be enough to keep me occupied without stressing me out. I'm getting pretty excited about it. I plan to spend this semester getting healthy again; the doctors say it can take three or four months and I believe it. Right now I look like the freak offspring of an Auschwitz survivor and a chihuahua.