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2 weeks with the boot

My family at Fraser Island <3
Everything has been so hectic these past 2 weeks! On monday I started back at uni and it was pretty tough. I only had to go in for 2 hours worth of lectures, however I was exhausted after it all. Tuesday and Wednesday were both full days and my arms are so sore now! On the plus side, I just about passed out from exhaustion and my serious migraine last night so I slept pretty well. Ahh the perks of chronic pain induced exhaustion! My uni friend is being super nice and driving me to and from uni whenever we have classes together which is making it a lot easier for my parents and I.
New Lifeproof case :) love it!



Sitting in my wheelchair

So soft new pj pants!
Everyone at uni is being really good about the whole thing and yeah sure I'm still embarrassed to wear the boot and use my crutches but I'm getting used to it. People open doors and talk to me and try and relate to what I'm going through. Of course they have no idea but you know, whatever! It's the thought that counts :) I had a meeting with my course coordinator today about my ankle etc. and she was really helpful. She is even willing to move around my placement so I don't have to worry about that. However I nearly told her about my chronic... everything! She already knows about my allergies, but I decided not to tell uni about my other conditions until I get formally diagnosed with EDS-Type 3. That way I actually have a firm diagnosis when I go to talk to them about it. I know I should let them know, but I'm coping fairly well so far, the first exam block went pretty well and I managed to not get too sick so I'm pretty happy. Now to just play the waiting game. In fact I'm going to talk to mum about scheduling my appointment with a geneticist when she gets home today. I need to get the ball rolling. On monday I have to go back to the surgeon re my ankle, which I am not looking forward to. He has no idea about EDS and said to me that a lot of people have hypermobile joints. Yeah well sure, but it doesn't cause a lot of people issues. That's why it's called a RARE CONDITION! It really makes me angry when doctors think they know everything. When he asked me who diagnosed me I couldn't say, because I don't have a formal diagnosis so he was probably thinking I self-diagnosed, which is not the case. My physio, GP and neurologist diagnosed me but now I need to have the formal genetic test done. AHHHH! Anyway, I'm really not looking forward to that appointment.

Lots of studying to catch up on!
Now that I've come home from uni, I've put on my pj's and am watching Friends. Trying not to fall asleep as much as I want to. I really want to sleep well tonight for my x-ray tomorrow. I'm not expecting any changes, due to the fact that my ankle is still twice it's normal size, but a girl can hope. In fact, it looks like my ankle has dislocated. So I'm not sure what's going on there. Guess I'll find out tomorrow!

BB :)

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