Sixty two weeks out from surgery, and here are the numbers I care about:
- Weight: 236
- Blood Sugar: 99
I’m grading. I had five classes worth of essays all come due on Sunday night, and I’m grading. I haven’t lost any weight but I haven’t put any on either and I’m grading.
I’m also happy with my blood sugar, this is good news, and I’m grading.
I’m grading essays, which is why this is being written on fucking Saturday, and I’m grading.
I went to get ice last night and realized I hadn’t left the house in an entire week. This is not good. I’m thinking about calling up Kaiser and asking them for the happy drugs. Also, your thesis statement should be more specific, and essay titles aren’t italicized.
I’m grading.
Here, have a graphic:
