Back to School


After taking off the weekend to recover from my cold, I dove back into schoolwork with both feet today. Algebra class went well, and even let out a little early, but for the first time I could not understand what was being covered in class. I’m chalking that up to the fast pace of the class and the copious notes that I take there. I was falling a little behind and it just so happened that my instructor was covering this one concept while I was trying to catch up, and I couldn’t make sense of the process once I’d gotten to that point in the notes. So I stayed after and got him to explain it again, and this time it clicked. It’s a fairly simple process once I understood what’s happening, but since I didn’t know what I was doing, I couldn’t figure it out by just looking at the executed process for a change. (First time that’s happened in class, too.) I came home and with today’s lecture fresh in my mind did the take-home quiz that’s due on Wednesday.

Once I’d finished with the quiz, I took a fairly long break to prep dinner and clean up afterwards. Since Monday and Wednesday nights we only have a window of maybe 45 minutes between the time we get home from picking my wife up at work to the time I need to leave for class, we’re starting to pre-cook dinners for those nights, so the only thing we need to do is heat and go. After that, I started in on my biology homework that’s also due Wednesday. I didn’t get very far, but I got the process started, and now there’s a lot of cleaning up and formatting that has to happen, something I’ll get to tomorrow morning.

Biology tonight was an interesting affair. We started with receiving our most recent quiz. I scored a 9.5/10 on it, which took my overall score in the class to 60/60. (I’m a little proud of that.) I took rather thorough notes tonight, partially because I could make heads or tails out of what my instructor was lecturing about and partially because my study partner was having trouble seeing the board this evening to take notes in our shared document. I told her to take it easy and do what she could, and I’d fill in the blanks when I got home after class. The lecture took a turn for the personal for her. She has a rare disease that’s taken quite a toll on her over the past few years, and one of the examples that our instructor was using seemed to be describing her illness to a T. In the document chat, we got off on a tangent about the progress of research for a treatment/cure, and we postulated what advances might be in the works right now.

I asked my study partner if she wanted me to follow her home after class because of her vision problems, but she assured me that she’d be fine, and that she’d text me when she got home. I came home after that and updated the notes in our shared document as promised, and sent her a text asking her to let me know if she needed anything explained.

The rest of the evening has been goofing off at the computer, and wrapping things up before what I hope will be an early night. I have a lot of schoolwork to do tomorrow. I have the biology homework that’s due on Wednesday to knock out, and then I have to start in on the rest of my algebra homework that I’m terribly behind on and that is doe on the 25th. I’m hoping that I can get most of it done before the weekend, since I have weekend plans all day Saturday and part of the day Sunday, and that’s going to significantly eat into any potential study time that I’d have over those two days. I don’t want to stay home this weekend because of schoolwork.


Somewhat Back to Normal


Today I only had nagging cold symptoms, nothing bad, and I managed to catch a few naps during the day – probably good that I did, since I was up at 4:30 am for absolutely no reason whatsoever. It was a productive day. My wife and I split the workload to get a lot of nagging errands taken care of before the week starts.

It’s going to be another short post, since I’m starting to wind down from the day, but hopefully I’ll have more to write about tomorrow.

From Patient to Nurse and Back Again


I still have a cold. I’ve spent the day in and out of bed, although I was largely symptom-free until later in the evening. Which is good, because I’ve had to take care of my wife, who had to have a tooth pulled this morning.

I like playing nursemaid to her, although she’s not fond of it. She tends to feel that she should be able to do anything she wants up to the brink of death, and it’s sometimes hard to help her with things beyond what I would normally do during the course of a regular day. I have to remind her that if the tables were turned, and I was the one that had the tooth pulled, she’d be telling me to take it easy while trying to stay as pain-free as possible.

I haven’t really done that much beyond what I’d normally do, to be honest. I’ve gotten her pain meds, I’ve refilled her drinks, I made dinner tonight – all things that I’d normally do (to be fair, she usually cooks and I usually clean, but tonight I’m pulling double duty). I think the issue is that she knows she’s not at her best and it frustrates her that I’m doing things because she can’t, not because I’m being nice.

Right now, my nose has slammed shut and my eyes are burning and I can barely see, while her pain is at 2/10, so we’re back to her helping me out. Roles like this change frequently between us, depending on who’s having the worse day. With both of us suffering from multiple mental illnesses, our situation can rapidly turn on a dime, so we have to be prepared to step up and take care of one another.

While she tends to dislike any situation where I’m doing more than she is, it’s a system that has worked for us for many years. I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

Not Much Progress


Once again, the day’s basically been lost to the cold. I haven’t really accomplished much of anything today except rest, and even that was sporadic.

This is where I’d usually share some wisdom or insight that I have about life in general, and here is tonight’s tidbit.

Don’t catch cold.

I’m going to medicate myself and go lie down now. Theoretically I have a radio show tomorrow night, but we’ll see how that transpires.

Cold Report


The cold is getting worse. I feel mostly fine, just run down – but my voice is completely gone. I couldn’t do my radio show tonight because of it. I should have spent more time in bed today, although I didn’t really do that much today, so technically I took it easy. But I think tomorrow is going to have me in bed more than I was today. When I stop to think about it, I really do feel unwell, and I should listen to my body when it says to sleep. Which is what it’s doing now, so I’m calling it a night. I doubt I’m going to have much to say tomorrow, but hopefully I’ll be feeling better.

Today Is My Friday


Today I went to algebra in the morning and biology in the evening. I was running on two hours of sleep, and it was all I could do to get through the day, since I had a quiz that I was studying for in biology. (I wound up sleeping most of the afternoon away. Still think I did okay on the quiz. Not perfect, but passing.) This finishes my need to leave the house for the rest of the week. There’s no plans for the weekend, save for my radio show tomorrow evening and the show I do with my wife on Saturday evening. I’m in until Monday morning, and while I do have some homework to do during those four days, I can take it easy the rest of the time.

Which is good, because I think I’m coming down with a cold.

My nose is stuffy and I have this terrible scratch in my throat that’s accompanied by a near-constant urge to cough. We thought it was allergies because I went several days without my allergy medicine, but I’ve been back on it for a couple days now and things seem to be getting slightly worse instead of better.

I am self-prescribing bed rest for as much of tomorrow as I can to try and catch up a little bit on the sleep issue. I’ve been getting somewhere around 5-6 hours of sleep a night for the past several days, and that starts to show eventually. Besides, rest will do the cold good.

Speaking of rest, I should head that way now.

Post-Event Blues


There is a phenomenon that many of my SCA friends, and likely my friends who have another hobby where many participants meet together for a day or two several times a year, experience: the post-event blues. It goes a little something like this.

You spend days or weeks anticipating the event and seeing all the people there. Finally the day of the event arrives and you have an amazing time visiting with your friends and doing all the things that there are to do at the event. You soak up the experience, and suddenly the event is over, and it’s time to go home, back to your regular weekday grind. For the next couple of days you’re feeling down because the event that you spent so much time looking forward to, and enjoying the day of the event, has passed, and you really wish that the event could have lasted forever, but real life takes precedence, and it pales in comparison to the fun you had at the event.

I’m experiencing that tonight.

For the last hour or more I’ve been repetitively cycling through my Facebook feed and sports scores and my Discord servers, not really paying much attention to what I’m doing, just kinda going through the motions. This is how I used to feel all the time a few months ago. I didn’t like it then and I don’t like it now.

The good thing, however, is that I know what’s going on, and I know that it’s environmental, not internal, so the melancholy feelings will pass in time.

I’m tired and I want to go to bed, but can’t for a little while longer because of my medication regimen. Fortunately, bed isn’t that far away, and I’m really looking forward to getting some good sleep tonight.