I think the title is fitting considering that's how I feel right now. My bed is still a construction zone of pillows and I'm starting to feel like I'm stuck in a construction zone with speed restrictions. However, I do see the flashing light at the end of road .
January 3rd is my next surgery date. I will be trading out my turtle shells for something a little softer.
But first, I have to make it through finals this week and graduation on December 15th at 2:30 p.m. (I'll post pictures as soon as I can).
