As of tomorrow, I will enter into the last half of my first semester. Has everything been as great as I dreamed it would be? No. A lot of 'stuff' really sucks. Like my health for instance, I threatens my future everyday. Have I made a lot of really great friends, yeah I have. I am taking some really great class, yup, I sure am. Do I hate some classes? Yup. Did I make the right choice coming to Guelph? Now that, is not a one word answer. I have no idea if I made the right choice. It seems like life is telling me I didn't, but then everyday when I go to class or hang out with friends, it feels like I did.
On September 20th, my ankle opened up. The scar from my surgery just opened, and for a while you could see my bone. Its gotten better, but it was a little bit scary. The doctor kept telling me I should just go home, and everytime she said that it was like I was being punched in the stomache. Because of the hole in my foot, I have more nerve pain, and I don't have a doctor here to help with pain control. I thought I found one, and last tuesday he did an injection into my tailbone area that went horribly wrong. First of all, it worked on the wrong leg, and then caused severe pain to go from behind my left knee up my spine. Fun, eh? Fortunately, I seem to of come a cross a neurologist who would defintely make into my top three favorite doctors. He ordered an MRI of spine to see if the pain doctor caused any damage, turns out everything it okay and I just have to deal with the pain for now until goes away. See, things just keep happening to me.
I have been questioning my faith lately, who I am, who I want to be, and because of that I haven't been able to blog. I just don't know what to blog about. Right now I feel like life is half empty, instead of half full like it used to be. The pain is crushing me, slowly, but surely it is destroying every part of me bit by bit.
So was coming to Guelph the right choice? I don't know.
