The fall semester results are pretty much in...I'm safe, but just barely.
I pretty much got what I deserved in business law for the near-constant worries that just won't go away...a straight C.  It's good enough for the three credits, so I'll take it, but I know my parents won't be happy about it.
To a point, this was almost unavoidable; the moment I lost my math tutor, I was effectively in an irreversible tailspin...even now, the morning after the dust has settled for good, I still wish I hadn't lost her (I never was able to find a suitable replacement).  So it was only a matter of time before my heart effectively gave up, knowing that I would never be in a comfortable position again as far as this semester went.
The only good thing to come out of this is that now I get a month to come to terms with everything that went so horribly wrong, which happens to be more than I thought was even possible.