One more before we are half way there

For several weeks now my poor, abused body has existed off of fast food, espresso, xanax, rolaids, pepto bismol and other imbibings. "Sleep and food are only for the weak," my friend Capt. Cave says, which is a famous quote from her alma mater (West Point). And, when I do try to sleep, it is restless, often interrupted by nausea, aching and cramping in my legs, back, and feet. So, I am wide awake at three a.m., chomping on an apple, sipping on some water, and hoping that my body doesn't go into shock from the ingestion of real nutrients.

In the darkness, the gracious silence of this time when most of the world sleeps, I have listened to some of my favorite tunes softly playing on my computer while I catch up on some e-mails (and blogging, of course) while waiting for the sleepiness to return; but, even though my body is still tired, my brain is awake, alert, and seems ready to "get it done." So, I guess I'll start the studying again....for one more exam. It's gonna be a killer, but then it's gonna be over, and this journey will be half way over. So, that's how it's going.