When I asked for my extension on Thursday - the first extension I've ever asked for in my decade as a student at Michigan State and Towson - I asked for 24 hours, until Saturday night at 11:59pm. The professor was sympathetic to my surgery, as well as the other things going on, and said that even sometime Sunday would be fine.
I'm glad she said that, because I didn't factor in the Red Sox / Indians game distracting me a bit last night. (Go Indians! Even though that hurts me to say a little!) Nor did I factor in the extreme nausea I felt most of the day, which culminating in throwing up all over the bathroom. I think it's the pain meds for the surgery, reacting unpleasantly with something I hate. I've stopped taking them.
I still wrote twelve pages, though, and have probably eight or so to write this morning before I can move on with my life.
On Wednesday, I have a take-home midterm exam due for the other class I'm taking. It's already posted and ready to print out, but I haven't bothered printing it out yet, because I know this particular project that I'm working on this weekend has to be my priority. It's after all due in a few hours. But that's next.
This week will suck in many ways. Grading will have to be on the back burner, and my Juniors are already snipping at me about their grades.
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