Have been back at university for five weeks now, if you include freshers. It's going okay- I like my modules a lot more than I did last year, which helps, although the couple of grades I've got (which are a very small percentage of a running portfolio) have not been great and those have been worrying me.
I'm in the same halls as last year, but a different room, living next door to my best friend here (which has it's blessings and his curses, but most it's blessings), and my fear that everyone who hung out with me last year wouldn't want to anymore this year as they were living off site turned out to be random social paranoia (well, not random social paranoia- social paranoia that is born of a series of experiences which were unpleasant over a longish period of time, involving being socially dropped). I know how the buses work and stuff now so that's helped a lot, and already having set up everything with disability last year has made the early part of this term a lot easier.
The ongoing joint pain problem got really quite bad over the summer, and remains so - it's still not been diagnosed, but I've redone blood tests for arthritis and gout and my GP is chasing a referral. For the moment alongside OTC painkillers I am using a cane to walk. I'm still getting used to it, and feel self conscious as hell around it, but a day of walking using a cane is less likely to lead to me lying on my bed in agony for three hours at the end of it.
I got triggered quite badly at the weekend, and a couple of other things have since added to that, so I'm having a fairly bad mental health week. I'm doing my best to manage it, though- it's horrible, but hopefully it will soon pass.