Some days I can see the progress I've made. Some days, I feel like I haven't grown any. So far, I have been justifiably proud of my attempts to return to school. As of yesterday, I had two As, two Bs, and one unknown. Today, I found out the last. While I may yet be able to recover from it, it definitely counts as a bump in the road.
Going to urgent care sucks, especially if shots and stitches for the wife may be involved. That was six hours ago. Now we're back. Luckily, no stitches. But two shots, which is itself pretty bad.