Oh, according to the final answers they published, my answers are wrong. But the way is supposed to be right.
That sounds like my final in my Logic class, where I proved the exact opposite of what I was supposed to. Apparently I made a wrong assumption somewhere--but it made logical sense to me! :) --then followed through correctly from there, so I only lost points for the one mistake.
Professor tried and tried to explain it to me, but I kept telling him that that didn't make sense. He finally gave up.
{{{VW}}} At least you have a bit of a sense of humor. That's a good sign. In the meantime, feel better soon, k?
Ok. Seeing my PCP at 2:45. If I can find a ride.
If I can find a ride
Taxi? I'll send a check if I have to. Get your butt there, missy!
I thought statistics was an easy A. Then again, for as far as I went in Math (I was an English/Econ major in college) I thought there was a direct relationship between how good the professor was and how easy it was for me. Good prof? Easy A. Bad prof? I struggled, but with a mathematician sister's help, could still get the A. Problem was, I just didn't like math and never wanted to actually have to take any of it so I dropped it a.s.a.p.
Taxi? I'll send a check if I have to. Get your butt there, missy!
Worse comes to worse, that's what I'll do. Mom's trying to find someone to give her a ride here to take me. So, we'll see. I have a little time to figure something out.
(stuffing bubble-wrap through the internets to vw)
Good luck, vw. I hope it's not serious.
vw, that sounds really frustrating - I hope you feel better, and that the doctor can give you some answers or solutions.
I seriously covet almost everything I saw at NAIDEX. Including a mobility aid that costs £400 ($600?) and that I want anyway. Oh, and the most amazing accessible kitchen I ever saw in my life - I played in that for ages, like the very small child I am. And a few fantastic lifts. And a hydrotherapy pool. And foot massagers. Hmm. I either need a foolproof plan for winning the lottery, or they need to raise teachers' salaries a bit. Just a bit.
EDS underdiagnosis thing: Yeah, probably. Although most people have never heard of it. Including many doctors. "Sorry, you have what now?" Heh. I was certainly completely cluless about the condition until I was well into adulthood, and I *had* the thing. (Yeah, long story.)
People coming over to view my apartment in fifteen minutes. Must tidy. This is tricky, as I live on a mini-hellmouth.
