0) My mom accompanied me to a brain-adjuster appointment at awful o'clock in the morning (the only schedule slot that all parties could arrive for). It was Good and Useful.

1) [livejournal.com profile] zeightyfiv became Dr. [livejournal.com profile] zeightyfiv.

2) Departing after the ceremony, I tried to circumvent the traffic jam on the stairs and instead fell + slid down five rows of auditorium seats. Injured right wrist, lower back, left shank.

3) The following 6.5h were spent at the ER, during which I had a total of 12 15 X-rays taken. They probably could've left off the last set, but the orthopedist wanted to look at my right ankle to compare with the left.

4) I was discharged around 21:00 with diagnosis of a minor fracture at the top of my left fibula. I have a straight-leg brace, crutches, and instructions not to bend my left knee until my orthopedics follow-up in a fortnight. Shall be seeing my GP far sooner than that, though, because the prescribed pain meds are utterly insufficient for that span of time.

5) I am home and medicated. Sleep now.
It's been a long road, and I've been a hermit this year in pursuit of it. But I'm done. Really, finally done. On Friday, I shall emerge victorious as a Bachelor of Science.
403: Listen to the song of the paper cranes... (Cranesong)
( Nov. 2nd, 2014 05:56 pm)
I keep meaning to update, but then before I'm done composing a post, more stuff happens. Going to change strategies and just hit the most important high points.

* Around the beginning of summer, I was diagnosed with narcolepsy. Suddenly the excessive difficulty of the last two-ish years made sense.

* I'm trying out a medication for it - so far, so good. Still feeling tired all the time, but it's an order of magnitude less than before. I can do stuff, now, and I'm actually interested in doing it.

* In line with that last bit, if all goes well I should be getting my B.Sci in May. Finally!

So yes, there's a thing. Hi again, everyone.
403: Fractal of nested rainbow curves. (Edges)
( May. 22nd, 2013 04:27 pm)
[livejournal.com profile] zeightyfiv ferried me to campus via zipcar, since the nearest bus stop to our apartment is roughly a third of a mile away and getting there on crutches wasn't going to happen. Despite assorted communication failures between the professor and I*, the exam was taken and I think I did alright.

Being on crutches seems to make everyone automatically extra-nice. Complete strangers keep asking if I need help. It's... a little bit weird, really.

Regardless, standing in line at the cafeteria was agonizing. My good leg was complaining about being overworked before I got in there, and so were my wrists. I'd like to go home and cancel everything forever the rest of the day so that I can hide under the covers.

* "How are we going to communicate?" she asked, in her thick Hindi accent. "The evidence says 'badly'," I replied.
403: Reduce - Reuse - Reanimate (Reduce - Reuse - Reanimate)
( Dec. 19th, 2012 07:36 pm)
About a month and a half since I last posted, longer since I've read with anything approaching regularity.

The semester has come and gone; my last final was yesterday. I liked all of my classes, but have taken an incomplete in two of them because I've been considerably less than okay, in ways that have prevented me from getting the necessary work done. Those problems aren't fixed (and my brain certainly isn't fixed, by any stretch of the imagination) but I have a bit more time with a bit less pressure to work around them.

In other news, my sister has been staying with us since September. She had expected to be in a better job and moved out on her own by now, but hasn't been able to make either one happen. Her current plan seems to be returning to AZ after the airplane ticket prices go down from their holiday highs (about a month from now). I'm just as glad - I like her, but an extrovert trying to share an apartment with two introverts is stressful all around.

Chanukah is behind us, and longest-night still ahead. Here goes.
403: Listen to the song of the paper cranes... (Cranesong)
( May. 28th, 2012 11:30 pm)
I hope those of you who celebrate it had a great Shavuot, and that Americans in general had a good Memorial Day.

I've been settling into my summer internship well, and it's keeping me busy with worthwhile tasks. (Unlike classes, which often seem to keep one busy with non-worthwhile tasks.) I went ocean kayaking last Thursday, and must say that it's beautiful out there. Hoping/planning to make that a weekly outing. Pictures may follow.

Back when it was an unfinished batch of songs, I linked to a few items from [personal profile] solarbird's Cracksman Betty. And then it grew up and became an album. :D You should go listen, particularly if you like rock, folk, or alternate history tales. (My favorite tracks are "Song for a Blockade Runner" and "Columbia", but YMMV.)
403: This is your brane on string theory. (String Theory)
( May. 1st, 2012 09:25 pm)
I have a presentation and poster session a week from today, on the behavior of Arabidopsis thaliana LBD16 mutants under phosphate starvation. This afternoon, I finished the last of the main-inquiry data gathering. Now I have to make it mean something.

Probable radio silence ahead, not that that's any different from usual.
403: Green spider chrysanthemum. (Spider Chrysanthemum)
( Feb. 21st, 2012 05:00 pm)
Thursday, 2/16 - First bluejays sighted.

Tuesday, 2/21 - Daffodil leaves, new since Friday morning. First exam in Plant Physiology; was heavy but not quite as bad as I'd been expecting.
403: Caffiene molecule in yellow and blue. (Caffiene)
( Feb. 1st, 2012 12:07 am)
Goodbye first paper of 2012! (Finishing off an incomplete from 2011.) You were fun, but I don't think I'll miss you.

With any luck, I'll get around to posting a bit more now that's off my back.

Oh, yeah, somewhere in there I got a twitter account. Cross-sections of my life in 140 characters or less.
403: Red-ink fail stamp. (FAIL)
( Dec. 22nd, 2011 12:28 pm)
That last final that I thought was today? It was yesterday. I've sent an e-mail to the prof and am now sitting out front of his office, waiting for him to show up on campus.

For whatever it's worth, one of his TAs wished me luck.

[ETA: 18:00 - Prof had mercy on me. I'm done! Now I fall over.]
5.5h sleep, 45min from bed to walking out the door. Managed to not fall asleep on the subway.

Violin class went well. Prof says I'm good enough with the mechanics of playing that I ought to be moving faster, but get tripped up by my lagging ability to read music. Need to do something about that.

Currently sitting in genetics class, struggling to stay awake.
403: Spiral of black and white stones, on a go board. (Spiral)
( Nov. 13th, 2011 03:52 pm)
The owners of this apartment building have decided that they don't want to sign a continuing lease with us, and would like us to have left by 12/31/11. That's just about exactly when [livejournal.com profile] zeightyfiv and I were planning to be gone. It will save us some effort along the way, because we won't be trying to buy time with insincere lease-related negotiations.

This semester's classes are proceeding apace. Violin class is lovely, but I hope I develop calluses on my left hand soon. If anyone has suggestions for how to practice when you're too new with an instrument to know whether you're doing it right (vs. potentially cementing a failure or bad habit), I'd appreciate hearing them.

The leaves have mostly turned, and the trees on the banks of the Charles do a lovely impression of being on fire. At this time of year it's the high point of my daily commute.

There's more, but I've got 10min to get ready for my Sunday D&D game.
Genetics is not an introductory class. Can I please have an interesting and challenging problem set?
The sun is warm, the air is cool, and the shoreline is truly beautiful. And me? I'm sitting in a windowless classroom for an extra two hours today, thanks to physics recitation.
403: A rack of test tubes with the caption "If you're not part of the solution, you're part of the precipitate". (Solution or precipitate)
( Sep. 9th, 2011 04:37 pm)
This is a calculus-based class. Please assume that we know all math typically taught before that level, and get on with teaching physics.

No love,
- Me
403: Reduce - Reuse - Reanimate (Reduce - Reuse - Reanimate)
( Sep. 7th, 2011 12:48 pm)
Campus e-mail is screwed up, so not even the music department knew that the first round of violin classes wasn't supposed to start until next week. I could've slept another hour.
Sunday (9/4) was RenFaire day with [livejournal.com profile] siderea and [livejournal.com profile] tn3270; I'd guess that King Richard's Faire is about half the size of its Phoenix counterpart. Was fun for what it was. Most notable event was that [livejournal.com profile] zeightyfiv solved a puzzle ring with no assistance. Took him around 2.5h, and when he'd finished, he suggested that he should try it again to make sure he understood what he'd done, rather than just getting it by accident. All three of the staff who'd watched him puzzling over it shouted "NO!" in perfect unplanned unison. ;)

Monday (9/5), we cleared the last of our belongings out of the basement of the old apartment. There's some garden stuff left outside, but I'm allowed to continue gardening until the season thoroughly finishes around (IIRC) November for the cold-hardy plants. Due to moving and setup for classes, I didn't get to bed until 02:00 or so Tuesday morning.

Tuesday (9/6) was my first day of class. I got up absurdly early for a doctor's appointment that turned out to be nearly useless. Once in class, I learned that I'm now in waitlist position 3/12 for Population Biology, but nothing of significance actually happened. After class, puzzled over administrativa for two hours or so, then met [livejournal.com profile] zeightyfiv at his office and fell asleep on a couch for another three. We went out for dinner, had delicious fried vegetables, and didn't get home until about 22:00. I did some more damn paperwork, and all of a sudden it was 02:00 Wednesday... but I needed to pour some recent events out of my head before I could sleep. And here I am.

Wednesday (9/7) is my first violin class. Its location is still listed as "to be determined". I can tell it's going to be a fun day already.
403: A rack of test tubes with the caption "If you're not part of the solution, you're part of the precipitate". (Solution or precipitate)
( Aug. 12th, 2011 01:50 pm)
It was awfully handy to have a group of academic advisers around for registration last night, because they could override prerequisites that the computer system didn't believe I'd taken. My class load for fall is:

* Genetics w/ Lab (4cr)
* Population Biology (3cr, waitlisted)
* World Regional Geography (3cr, drop if de-waitlisted for PopBio)
* Fundamental Physics I (4cr, calc-based mechanical physics)
* Applied Music (1cr, violin)

I'm looking forwards to the start of classes, which is always a good sign.

I also have an appointment for Tuesday to go over my transfer credits.
After five hours of orientation, I'd visited every building on campus and am so thoroughly orientated that I have *less* of an idea how to find things than I did before arriving.

I get to go back tomorrow to talk to the people who evaluated my transcripts, who did so in the least useful possible way. Seriously, who accepts credit for a 400-level math class but not AP Calculus (score 4/5)? The latter is a prerequisite for every single class I need to take this semester. The former isn't.
Yay, the local state university isn't too dumb to take me!

Transcript evaluation not included. I guess they'll deal with that Later. I do get to prove my immunization status all over again, though.


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