Only two more days until payday - I think we'll make it! WOOT!
So today is definitely going to be interesting. I only got fiveish hours of sleep last night; I was ready for bed around nine but I wasn't sleepy, so I wound up puttering around for another couple of hours... putting things away, doing a little laundry, downloading photos I thought I'd show one of my teacher-friends. Worked on the costume some more. That sort of thing.
And then I was wiiiide awake at oh-dark-thirty this morning. Got up just after five. And I've got students staying after today to make up work, and I've got dance tonight so ... I might be able to take a nap if we go RIGHT home after the students finish their work and I go right to bed, but not much. Fortunately class is 6:30-7:30 tonight - I think - so it's not like I'll be out late.
It is SO easy for me to get distracted. Facebook, tooth-brushing, vitamins, grading, breakfast... just a bunch of things say "hey, don't forget about me!" And the thing is, they're things that I will forget if I'm not careful. Well, except Facebook. I don't know if you can 'forget' that since it's not really something you need to do.
Wish I could say that about grading. :P
I'm nervous about my JRL 1s. Sooo many of them have NOT turned in their photo shoots. They're to have three of them turned in by - oh! - TOMORROW. GRRR. I just know I'm going to get a bunch of photos of classes doing zilch. Like working out of the book or something. Which I guess isn't too too bad for the first time we've done this as an assignment... I dunno. Next month one of the criteria for completion is definitely going to be "activity other than reading, notes, or bookwork."
Need to do some more planning on my next unit - got a week or two left on 1984, but I don't want to get down to the wire. But that'll go over on Epic Adventures... plus I already met my word count. Yey!
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Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Saturday, September 4, 2010
Good Habits - September 4
Oo, I'm tired.
So we're probably going to buy a truck on Monday. We spent today driving around and looking at different low-end V8s (well, the Hunk drove, and I sat in the passenger seat and wrote yearbook receipts). We found a used on that still has a good bit of its power train warranty, so we will probably get that one.
It was really nice out today, so I went for a walk. Two, actually. I went at a little after 9 this morning and at 8 this evening. So yeah, I am pretty pooped.
And I have been achey off and on today. That annoyed me. A little bit last night, too. Very unexpected, because the past couple of days have been otherwise really good.
Also? My period is all messed up. I started up again not this past Thursday but the Thursday before, which was only three weeks after my last start date (I know because it matched my chemo schedule). And my flow has been really wonky. Last night it was really heavy and then today it slowed down again. I have no idea why that might be.
Welcome to the wonderful world of chemo, right?
I hope to God we sell 500 yearbooks. *sigh*
So we're probably going to buy a truck on Monday. We spent today driving around and looking at different low-end V8s (well, the Hunk drove, and I sat in the passenger seat and wrote yearbook receipts). We found a used on that still has a good bit of its power train warranty, so we will probably get that one.
It was really nice out today, so I went for a walk. Two, actually. I went at a little after 9 this morning and at 8 this evening. So yeah, I am pretty pooped.
And I have been achey off and on today. That annoyed me. A little bit last night, too. Very unexpected, because the past couple of days have been otherwise really good.
Also? My period is all messed up. I started up again not this past Thursday but the Thursday before, which was only three weeks after my last start date (I know because it matched my chemo schedule). And my flow has been really wonky. Last night it was really heavy and then today it slowed down again. I have no idea why that might be.
Welcome to the wonderful world of chemo, right?
I hope to God we sell 500 yearbooks. *sigh*
Monday, August 30, 2010
Good Habits - August 30
So today has been hectic. Right now we're reading silently (kids' books). Somehow I got all the way to 4th block and it feels like I've barely had time to blink. I'm SO ready to go home and take a nap. I need to call the doctor to see if they can send the request for my shot over to the ER so I can get it a little later.
I am petrified about photo day tomorrow.
I need to create a sign-up sheet for seniors. And I need to schedule candids. Couldn't get through earlier because the photo place is on Central time. :P My plan period ended before they opened.
I'm tired and ... tired. I don't want to go get a shot. :(
I don't have a whole lot else to say. Or write.
I am petrified about photo day tomorrow.
I need to create a sign-up sheet for seniors. And I need to schedule candids. Couldn't get through earlier because the photo place is on Central time. :P My plan period ended before they opened.
I'm tired and ... tired. I don't want to go get a shot. :(
I don't have a whole lot else to say. Or write.
Friday, August 20, 2010
Good Habits - August 20
I really don't feel like writing today.
I did brush my teeth last night. And wash my face. The blemish right below my nose seems to be mostly healed.
I am eating cereal and DAMMIT we are NOT going to McDonald's today!
I didn't go for my walk yesterday because I ended up working until 6. Now that's with a visit from a former student and eating-while-working for a bit (the Hunk went to get Chinese take-out for us). But it's also with help from the Hunk. So overall I think I got out of there a good bit faster than I would've alone.
Hopefully we'll get to pick up my wigs after I have my blood work done today. I'm also dancing at a hafla tomorrow, so I really really hope they look good. I've been excited for awhile, but now I'm also sort of nervous.
My hair has been coming out quite steadily since yesterday. Wednesday was when I first noticed it, but yesterday it started tufting. But what I was really glad about was that I talked to a lady at our school who'd been diagnosed and gone through treatment last year and she said that her arm and leg hairs came out too. And I mean, that kind of makes sense, because cytotoxic therapy attacks cell division so it really does affect ALL your hair.
Including the hair Down There, if you know what I mean. In between classes (teachers can only do what must be done at certain times, after all) I got a bit of a surprise in my drawers. I remember going, "oh my. How interesting."
The neat thing is that I've lost a lot of the sensation under my right arm since my most recent surgery. And the first time I tried to shave I just couldn't, because since I couldn't feel it I was scared I'd cut myself (because you can hardly see it, either).
So now at least that's something I won't have to worry about for three more months! Losing brows and lashes might stink but there's pencils for brows, and I've used falsies for bellydance before. Now I guess I just get more practice!
The hardest part was last night. The Hunk brushed my hair out and it felt soooo good. I mean, I just like it when he brushes my hair. It's incredibly soothing, because he's so gentle, and being touched so softly by someone who loves you so much is just amazing.
But then later he mentioned that it had been really hard for him to do and he started crying and ... I can't make it better. :( I know exactly what he means - it's this constant reminder that something really is terribly wrong.
This particular symptom is hardest because quite literally, I'm falling apart. And there's nothing he can do about it except try to encourage me and support me. The thing is, though, I already have lots of encouragement and support. I think it's starting to leak out my ears!! But it's got to be even harder for him, because I think he feels like... like somehow he doesn't have the right to be upset or frustrated or worried because he's not the one with cancer. Or no, that's not right. That he can't SHOW his frustration or worry because it might upset ME. I think that's closer.
But I told him that I figured we'd each have some down times, and I wanted him to let me be there for him, too, just like I know he's here for me.
I did brush my teeth last night. And wash my face. The blemish right below my nose seems to be mostly healed.
I am eating cereal and DAMMIT we are NOT going to McDonald's today!
I didn't go for my walk yesterday because I ended up working until 6. Now that's with a visit from a former student and eating-while-working for a bit (the Hunk went to get Chinese take-out for us). But it's also with help from the Hunk. So overall I think I got out of there a good bit faster than I would've alone.
Hopefully we'll get to pick up my wigs after I have my blood work done today. I'm also dancing at a hafla tomorrow, so I really really hope they look good. I've been excited for awhile, but now I'm also sort of nervous.
My hair has been coming out quite steadily since yesterday. Wednesday was when I first noticed it, but yesterday it started tufting. But what I was really glad about was that I talked to a lady at our school who'd been diagnosed and gone through treatment last year and she said that her arm and leg hairs came out too. And I mean, that kind of makes sense, because cytotoxic therapy attacks cell division so it really does affect ALL your hair.
Including the hair Down There, if you know what I mean. In between classes (teachers can only do what must be done at certain times, after all) I got a bit of a surprise in my drawers. I remember going, "oh my. How interesting."
The neat thing is that I've lost a lot of the sensation under my right arm since my most recent surgery. And the first time I tried to shave I just couldn't, because since I couldn't feel it I was scared I'd cut myself (because you can hardly see it, either).
So now at least that's something I won't have to worry about for three more months! Losing brows and lashes might stink but there's pencils for brows, and I've used falsies for bellydance before. Now I guess I just get more practice!
The hardest part was last night. The Hunk brushed my hair out and it felt soooo good. I mean, I just like it when he brushes my hair. It's incredibly soothing, because he's so gentle, and being touched so softly by someone who loves you so much is just amazing.
But then later he mentioned that it had been really hard for him to do and he started crying and ... I can't make it better. :( I know exactly what he means - it's this constant reminder that something really is terribly wrong.
This particular symptom is hardest because quite literally, I'm falling apart. And there's nothing he can do about it except try to encourage me and support me. The thing is, though, I already have lots of encouragement and support. I think it's starting to leak out my ears!! But it's got to be even harder for him, because I think he feels like... like somehow he doesn't have the right to be upset or frustrated or worried because he's not the one with cancer. Or no, that's not right. That he can't SHOW his frustration or worry because it might upset ME. I think that's closer.
But I told him that I figured we'd each have some down times, and I wanted him to let me be there for him, too, just like I know he's here for me.
Monday, August 16, 2010
Good Habits - August 16
Today I'm going to go with the 15-minute writing rule as a cap, JUST IN CASE. It's the first day back with students and of course I don't want to be LATE. So at six-fifty I'm posting, whatever happens.
I realized just this morning that while I completely revamped my curriculum for Journalism I, I didn't do a darn thing to the syllabus! Oo, I need to throw my muffin wrapper away. Oops. And I should really be packing my bag up. At least I already let the puppy out to pee and put food and water in his dishes.
See, this is why I don't write. There are just too many other things to do. I don't know if I want breakfast or not. I'm just a little hungry, but I know I'm also nervous and excited, and goodness knows that if it ratchets up much farther I'm going to be glad of an empty stomach. I wonder if I have any of those white macadamia Luna bars left. Then I could take that with me and nosh on it if I calmed down.
Um.
Our dept chair texted me and said she was making something special. I bet it's Oreo truffles. Ommmm, those are SO SO GOOD! But then again, if I don't have something in me and I nosh on THOSE they'll probably send me bouncing off the walls with all that sugar!
They're made by crushing up Oreos and mixing the crumbs with cream cheese. Then you roll that mixture into little balls and dip the little balls into melted dark or white chocolate, and then finally drizzle the tops with the other color so it contrasts. MAN, they're good. I mean, I prefer cream cheese as a savory rather than a sweet, and I love 'em.
I bet I made my word count early! Let's see.
308, heck yeah!
I realized just this morning that while I completely revamped my curriculum for Journalism I, I didn't do a darn thing to the syllabus! Oo, I need to throw my muffin wrapper away. Oops. And I should really be packing my bag up. At least I already let the puppy out to pee and put food and water in his dishes.
See, this is why I don't write. There are just too many other things to do. I don't know if I want breakfast or not. I'm just a little hungry, but I know I'm also nervous and excited, and goodness knows that if it ratchets up much farther I'm going to be glad of an empty stomach. I wonder if I have any of those white macadamia Luna bars left. Then I could take that with me and nosh on it if I calmed down.
Um.
Our dept chair texted me and said she was making something special. I bet it's Oreo truffles. Ommmm, those are SO SO GOOD! But then again, if I don't have something in me and I nosh on THOSE they'll probably send me bouncing off the walls with all that sugar!
They're made by crushing up Oreos and mixing the crumbs with cream cheese. Then you roll that mixture into little balls and dip the little balls into melted dark or white chocolate, and then finally drizzle the tops with the other color so it contrasts. MAN, they're good. I mean, I prefer cream cheese as a savory rather than a sweet, and I love 'em.
I bet I made my word count early! Let's see.
308, heck yeah!
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