I started the school year with a serious knee injury. It took months of physical therapy and it's never going to be the same. The night before I had all of my fall semester finals I got a concussion. I started spring semester with a flare up of severe depression that had been brewing all of fall semester. 3 weeks after fall semester started, I went to the ER for the first time with severe abdominal pain. Since then I've had 7more trips to the ER and several studies done on my body. I had missed many classes and it was impossible to catch back up, especially since I would need surgery before the semester would be out.
All of this contributed to the depression to the point where I woke up every morning and thought to myself "Maybe I'll get hit by a truck today, that would be a good way out." Not even knowing the depression had gotten bad, my parents suggested it was time to come home so I could have surgery and get better faster and with a support system. I'll keep writing about my progress as things occur.
Here's some hi-lights of my first week at home :
- I discovered my mom has the NHL channel: SCORE!
- My dad is taking me to a WHL playoff game on Saturday! Go Hawks Go!
- My mom and neice's birthdays were this week
- My text messaging has increased ten-fold
