… figure out when I was healthy. Now after the accident they’re telling me it “should” come back eventually.
I’m stressing because I once had that down along with Unix, DNS, and half a book for IPv6. It’s not easy for a healthy person; how much more for one who just had a contusion, is constantly being pricked, scanned, and not having a power outlet, computer, or internet?
Alright, I love my friends and everything, but please don’t talk smack about my reading habits. My days are split up like school with PE, art, eat, and 30min-1hour study sessions with different subjects.
Juggling everything with medical appointments and being the only IT person in the house isn’t easy. Seriously, I’m SSHing from an iPad. At least I have a tablet to work from and a family who still cares about me, overlooking my inner geek.
I think I’ve become the nerd I grew up fearing. Yes, geeks can be scary.
I was just lucky to have had a boyfriend long ago who realized my lack of appetite, conversation, and trek straight to the pool was a silent cry for help from my job.
I’m sure he feels for me now, especially after finding that I had met and worked with a man seen in our studies as awesome. The stress and coming home smelling like a pack of smokes I didn’t even light was so not worth it; that’s in the time of the dot.com crash.