Tomorrow is suppose to be my last day of senior year. Tomorrow I should be dressing up in a fancy dress and driving to school for the last time. Tomorrow I should be saying goodbye to my friends and crying about how we will all miss one another. Tomorrow I should be saying goodbye to the place that I have spent four years at- four years suffering, laughing, crying, and having the time of my life. But I will never get this final goodbye. Instead I get to wake up to a nurse asking for my vital signs and realize I am stuck in the hospital. I feel this giant emptiness in my stomach that I haven’t felt before, but all I can say is I wish I could have a final good bye Huntley. Here is to the class of 2012

Day four in ICU: surgery went well and now I am on my way to recovering, though the doctors don’t know what’s wrong with me yet.

Day two in ICU: getting prepared for surgery all day, am getting plasma injected into my arm- which looks weird, and will hopefully be visited by a few friends

Day one in the ICU with sever pneumonia and pulmonary issues. Doctors are contemplating surgery right now.