"It'll all be over soon."
That is what I keep telling myself every day, feeling something a little similar to what the mother meant. No, I am NOT dying. Nor do I mean to compare graduate school to a tragic death. But it is painful. And somewhat of a nightmare. It is more overwhelming than I can imagine. And so stressful that I can't wait to see the end of it.
29 days until my grad project must be completed and brought to the bindery at CSFU. 29 days until I am done with post-bac school forever. 29 days until I can breathe again. 29 days until my home can have some semblance of order and I can stop resorting to having my baby watching Disney movies. Though I have to admit, Lady in the Tramp is quite a good flick. Don't you think?
Post script: I guess I come across as complaining a lot. Let me just recap the following two weeks so you can understand why my simple task of completing a grad school project has helped turn my life into a nightmare.
- Horrible facial pain over Easter weekend that required constant icing of the face.
- Two hours spent in Urgent Care on Monday, after finding out my regular doc was on vacation. I was prescribed an antibiotic.
- Facial and tooth pain that got increasingly worse throughout the day on Monday. Enough that I called my dentist who told me it probably wasn't related to my teeth and more likely my sinuses.
- Awake all night Monday with the worst pain I have ever experienced in life. Much worse than giving birth. Enough that I asked Lance to either a) take me to the emergency room or b) knock me out with a bat. He did not do either, worried it would have a negative effect on my baby.
- Almost passing out from pain while driving to the endodontist Tuesday morning. The Spirit whispered "Pull over now." I did. SCARY.
- Receiving a root canal that took THREE hours to complete due to the insane infection in my tooth.
- Finding out it takes 5 visits to the dentist to receive a permanent crown. FIVE.
- Also discovering I have to get another night guard once my crown is in place. AND my dental insurance has run out for 2010.
- Realizing that my root canal and my crown will cost us $1000. Good bye post-graduation cruise, my monthly house cleaner, and my babysitter for Elisabeth. We just can't afford you.
- Recently diagnosed with a UTI and blood pressure that keeps creeping up higher and higher. Go figure. My poor pregnant body can not handle all of this stress.
The good news: Novocain is God's nectar. I almost kissed my endodontist when he took all of my pain away. I started pre-natal yoga up again. Elisabeth is starting to talk in sentences. Lance has taken over doing the dishes. I get to go away for a weekend to scrapbook with my friends in April. Harry Potter #7 is supposed to come out in November. AND only 29 more days.
I know this is what you all really want to see. This is Elisabeth helping me make rice crispy treats. She and I have matching aprons.