After spending the morning at Urgent Care for a bad sinus infection and pink eye, aka conjunctivitis, gratis of my kindergarten pals, I find myself again sitting looking out the window.
I am losing my pleasure at it.
The girls aren’t having much fun either.
Jim is out celebrating our friend’s 70th birthday on a boat ride in Delaware Bay followed by a dinner. I am feasting on chicken broth and boiled chicken.Hmmm…what’s wrong with this picture?
When I am well enough to return to work, even though I have stock in hand sanitizer, suffice it to say, I am going to be really careful!
Now if only the students will work with my plan.
For the first time since the end of February, I am home sick. Really sick.
I don’t know how this got to this point but I am glad I got the antibiotic and this morning I cooked up a pot of chicken soup for me so I have been nibbling on salty pretzel nuggets, Ritz crackers and chicken broth. Appetite isn’t really the issue.I am just sore as all hell from all this hacking.
One really weird thing was calling out sick.I actually miss the kids, knowing that they are probably responsible for my illness..lol.I have come to understand the affection behind working with children. Hey, I remember some of the good teachers and nuns I have had.At the age of 46, I finally get it.
It is easy, too, because, I love my fur girls and the love there is unconditional.Granted the children affection isn’t unconditional, but the interaction is so nice.
Doctor’s order’s has me lying low over this weekend, so I hopefully will be back with the kiddos on Monday.
We were without the lead teacher today,due to illness. Correspondingly, it made for two of us to lead the class.
Between students having a rough time, and all who came into our room as we were honking, sneezing and coughing in unison, I think the department oh health was soon to follow.
So after a 7 day battle I have thrown in the towel.The md has put me on a Z pick, so I am sure the weekend will be questionable, but if good health returns, it’ll be worth it
..such as my cousin Bernadette, the grade school nuns. high school teachers,college professors and friends such as Jane Sennett Wilson, Debbie Zinnar, Greg Miziorko and Gen Dagney…did you all take an oath not to let the new people in regarding student borne illnesses? Do you have to do the job for 25 years before they tell you? Oh sure, take tea, honey, brandy, vodka, Tamaflu, Tylenol PM…..hahaha.
At last count, thanks to my buddy, Kate, I have a bad virus, that tends to linger, based on being in the classroom with little guys with habitually runny noses.Thanks to a spill in the neighborhood the other night with Kasia and another pup, I feel as though I got hit by a bus.
But there is something about forcing fluids and Mucinex and yet,with thanks to Lord Tennyson, when I go in the morning, feeling as though I am indeed, leading the charge of 600, I can only wonder how long this viral issue will keep going around in circles.
It would seem that I spent a good part of last week holding Kleenex to little boys noses asking them to blow their noses .
So?Since Saturday I have a raspy voice and a hacking cough.
Classroom life…the saga continues.
E dTyyI am sitting in a gym class where the teacher based all the events on recycled thing, i.e,empty laundry bottles,water weights..quite clever.
I stop and think of what my and previous generations have done, but it’s great that folks have brought it to the forefront. My complaint? It should be every day!
Well, it’s 8:01pm, and I figure I need to shower and go to bed soon.
Yes you read right:bed.
I have a full school day tomorrow, mixed in with the fur girls, and then the long ride to see “Eat your Science”, starring Alton Brown.
Actually, I fibbed,as I am doing a small load of wash before bed. I have decided that I am going to try to get some rest this weekend.
What is it they say about the road to hell with good intentions? Lol