No Longer An Outpatient

The countdown started in earnest when there were no more weeks, but only days. Boxes of books were sent off to the UK, dry cleaning picked up. Packing wouldn’t start until the last minute. I was gradually crossing off tasks from my priority list. The number of appointments were also dwindling. One of the last … More No Longer An Outpatient

The End of Semester

The end finally came. The final lectures for the semester were given. And I was still swept up in the relief of seeing my recovery progress. But at some point in that last week my reasonable pace of life turned to the more manic. I started to let the pressure of finishing the semester well … More The End of Semester