The Giants?
Lee sucks.
'Life of the Party'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
The Giants?
Lee sucks.
Oddly enough, I have never experimented with my meds. Such is my terror of the migraine.
If it involves pain, I wouldn't experiment, either.
I don't experiment with my meds -- I take them scrupulously. But I tend to view them as magic, i.e. if I take my meds the way I should, it doesn't really matter if I have a piece of cake, or too much pasta. Which is completely untrue.
The thing about insulin (which I only took when pregnant) is that you can actually adjust it, once you know what you're doing. A friend had a Type I diabetic son, and she said if he knew he was going out for pizza with his friends, or a birthday dinner was planned, he could dose "up" accordingly.
WIth diabetes, though, the most sensible thing is to follow the very sensible eating guidelines provided, which are sensible for pretty much everyone, in that they're very balanced, and the new ones take into account the fact that a donut is not going to kill you any more than, say, three bagels. It's not sugar that's evil, it's controlling carbs of all kinds.
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Oh, my. Bless my professor. Bless him. Bless him. Bless him.
I got a 24% on my final.
Before the final, I had an 84%.
As I mentioned, the final was 40% of the grade, which took me down to a 65%--not passing.
But, because I did all of the homework and did the bonus quizzes today and he has "seen consistent dedication from me, even with all of my illness troubles," he's passing me with a C-.
I'm so relieved! Of course, I couldn't take Calculus if I wanted to (the Math Dept. requires a B in Pre-Calc), but I wasn't planning on torturing myself with that anyway.
Phew! This is over.
Yay, vw!
Glad you've made it through vw.
Yay! I hope I have as much luck in my class.
Yay, vw!!!! We likes the professor, yes we do.
Yay, vw!
YAY VW!!!!!!!!!!
A high school trig professor did that for me at the end of my senior year. I had pneumonia (long story) and dragged myself to take the test the week after school ended. She told me to do just half the questions. In the end, she scrunched up her brow, leaned over her calculator and tapped a few keys, including the =. Pause. Um. Well. Two more quick taps. "Hey there, look at that! You passed!"
Blessings forever on her compassionate, saintly, lying head.
eta: It's a long story about "pheumonia" being a bacterial infection resulting from attempting to martial art one's way through finals...okay, the truth is, I'm just a lousy typist!