Back in August of 2011 I decided to take my company's offer to pay tuition for me to go back to school. Actually, I was pretty excited about sitting in a classroom again and seeing if I was up to the challenge.
At first I was in a total fog. Everyone had laptops and were looking at the powerpoints and I didn't even know that the powerpoints were important. I also didn't know that the course outline and many of the other things I needed were online and as a result I barely passed my first exam. Then I really got down to business and put myself into it. I did better on the second exam and perfect scores on the assignments. I was headed for a perfect lab notebook when I got my MRI back. I brought my MRI results in to the professor and asked him to help me understand what was going on. We went over it for about an hour; he was so kind.
He said not to worry about the class, it was more important to get well. I finally ended up with a WF (which means withdrawn failing) in the class but there was nothing I could do at all. I've never failed a class in all my academic career but cancer does funny things to your life. I think my plans to become a nurse will not come to fruition. I don't think I'll be well enough to study or work and I don't think anyone would hire me even if I did complete it.
With that WF I knew my life was really in the blender.
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