Next week are my finals. I’ve already begun studying since my physiology exam is going to an absolute bear. I have no idea what to expect from the professor, being that she’s a passive aggressive control freak and won’t tell anyone what scores they got on their labs, so I have no real accurate measure of where my grade is heading into finals. My physics final shouldn’t be quite as hard, but I’m figuring that in both classes, I’m riding the borders of getting A’s, so my exam scores need to be strong. I’ve already established that in my communications class, I’ve got so many points built up that I don’t even have to show up for the final (phew!), so that’ll free up some more time to study for the other classes.
While I’m walking the dog this morning, I get a call from my mom, the seventy-something world traveler. She told me that a few days before, she found a lump in her breast. Today, she got the results of the biopsy- the news was not good. Next week, she’s going to have more appointments, so they can make a plan.
She’s a strong woman. I have high hopes that everything is going to be okay. Mom, don’t let me down!
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