to combat
Microbiology test #2 on Monday with no cognitive recollection of two different days of lecture.
Will I pass the test?
Probably.
Will I still panic and study all weekend and avoid my family?
Most likely.
Will they still love me?
Absolutely.
Not only does is my husband well-aquatinted with my neuroses, he chose to live with them for the rest of his life when he put a ring on it.
Poor fella.