Went out for pizza (which was good) with the family. Said good-bye to Helena which makes me very sad.
In other news, high school still seems to haunt me. I doubt anyone who is involved in this is reading this blog, but I'm going to say once and for all, "Yes, that did hurt, but I know the truth about myself and what I have and haven't done. If you can't deal with that, I don't care." Maybe I shouldn't even say that, but I've decided to say it anyway. If this doesn't make sense to you, consider yourself blissfully unaware.
I am okay although somewhat down. There's enough good stuff in the day to make my day okay though. I'll take how I feel now over how I felt for the month and a half on Neurontin. At least I can justify how I feel now. That was just plain awful!
Oh, and I'm super excited because Mom and Dad found a new talking thermometer and some of those eye drops the eye doctor gave me after the vitreal hemmorage. They feel good on my eyes and help with the dryness.