Double Major = Double Trouble

Random:
What the bloody hell is up with this weather? It's been consistently cold for the last bloody week! Guess I'm just in a mood to gripe...

Today:
Ah, where to begin... I suppose I'll start with the most pertinent. I got my blood tests back today. The doctor, one of the kindest I've been through, was decent enough to try to break the news gently. The results were not good. And my health is fading. Stress related, they say. Worse I feel, worse it gets, apparently. Good news is that it's somewhat treatable, if not curable. Like my other health problems, these things won't just go away with a little pill-popping and antibiotics. Organ failure is a bitch like that. I need surgery I can't afford and, even if I get it, I'll still need medication. Possibly for the rest of my life.

This puts a whole new perspective on the idea of health for me. For most of my life, I naively believed that health consisted of diet and exercise. Ironic, now, how I envy people I know with terrible eating habits and slothful behaviours their healthy pink innards that don't go quitting on them. Let this be a lesson to anyone happening by; life as a lush will catch up to you. I've had my share of 'fun' but, boy, am I paying for it now. Paying in spades. There are some things, I suppose, I need still be grateful for. While the collicky attacks're hell, they're somewhat manageable with massive amounts of Ibuprofen. Hence why I've been able to put off treatment {yes, willingly and, recently, knowingly}. I like to think that it's my natural strength and 'hardiness' that has made this the case but I think if I can be honest with myself I know that it's simply the hand that was dealt to me. Luck, in a manner of speaking. Oh, don't get me wrong... I can't delude myself into thinking that, at the core of the matter, I'm not responsible for my illness. I am. Am I alone in that blame? No, but that doesn't excuse me. Does it sadden me? Yes... But like so many other things in life that can't be changed, I'll have to learn to deal.

On top of all this rainbow sunshine...
...I'm having difficulties with the university. It appears that, in ways I'm incapable of understanding, the fact that I'm not currently registered for classes {because I'm finished} means that I wasn't considered a candidate for graduation {because I'm finished}. If that makes sense to you then, by all means, feel free to explain because my insufferable know-it-all brain can't quite wrap around that. Me finishes requirements - unexpectedly ahead of time (yay!) - Me cannot get degree. Wtf? Not without jumping through a few hoops ass backwards. The reason I keep getting is that, without being currently registered, they have no way of tracking me. I wonder how that is... Because both of my departments {two since I'm a double major} sent in my completed senior reviews. Did they receive my reviews and say "This person isn't a student!" (insert pompous-asshole accent here) and chuck it in the trash? What other evidence, in addition to that and my diploma application, did they need to fire up the old alarm and alert them to the fact that, Hey, maybe this person isn't taking classes because (s)he is fucking FINISHED. Exactly how else are they notified? It certainly can't be that they couldn't use my student number. Registrar could use it. Health services is still using it. Student accounting sure as hell still is using it. In fact everyone BUT the academic deans seems able to access my records. Why is that? My highly intellectual brain is sensing this is because the whole situation is complete and utter bullshit.
But the Powers That Be are just that...
And I tried so hard to avoid the RUScrew...
Should have known better...

p.s. I want to take this moment to apologize to anyone who knows me and may be reading this for my apparent disappearance from the face of the planet. I hope they understand that, all things considered, I'm doing the best I can. Not being able to be on much, on the forum or on here for that matter, pains me as much if not more than it may or may not pain you. All I can say is that, god willing, this too will pass.