Okay, I'm gonna take a teeny tiny whine. And I don mean like a macajuel in de party.
I'M SOOOOOOOO SICK! WAAAAAAAH! So far this school year, the only thing I had was a touch of stomach virus, but no nagging colds or flu. I'm so frustrated!
I've been home all week so far. It started on Saturday and I had no voice until Tuesday -- none. I was just whispering or would try to talk and people would say, "What? I can't understand you." or "You know what? I'm gonna go, because you shouldn't be talking." Then I had massive coughing fits not controlled by any medicine or cough drop. Yes, I still dragged myself out of the house to go to the job fair, because I figured a few hours won't kill me. Well, I have to confess it almost did. I was so unbelieveably tired -- even after doing nothing all day -- that I yawned constantly and almost fell asleep at the wheel several times. I am writing this so I will not do that again! Very BAD! But I made it there and home okay.
So this morning I am getting ready for work, because even though I was up half the night coughing my lungs out I was going to go to work, dammit, and then I catch a glimpse of my itchy eyes in the mirror -- fiery red.
For me that only means one thing, the last big sick symptom -- eye infection! UGH! So I called in again.
I had to convince myself repeatedly that going in to work with children with a highly contagious eye infection was not the best thing to do. I feel so guilty, and of course, I am going to get IN TROUBLE by the MAN and his lackeys. Shit.
I actually used to go to work sick. But the last time I did that, I got massive infections -- eyes, ears, sinuses, lungs, strep -- all at the SAME TIME and the doctor forbade me to got work for two weeks. So I stopped doing that. I'm too old for this.
I remember the days when I used to eat donuts and chocolate and smoke all the time and stay up all night and drink massive amounts of coffee and not get sick or even feel tired. Not that any of those habits are commendable. But I have lost some of my superpowers for sure.
And I just sit here getting really depressed, thinking about my parents, and sleeping, and getting up and feeling guilty and taking medicine and worrying and thinking about what I could do to be productive and sleeping again.
Sometimes I wish I had a normal job like I used to, where I could go on in a little sick and just try not to touch anything. But, like Mr. Babylon said, in teaching, Mama is always on stage. (See Arrested Development for the reference) No matter how shitty you feel, you gotta be on. It actually brings me up when I am down, but there is no low-keying it. At least I dont feel so bad about today because it is my lightest teaching day. But still.
WAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!
The good thing is, I can blog/blab more. That always cheers me up. Thanks, dear readers.
You're the meaning in my life
You're my inspiration... hey while we're at it, why not go all the way -- DJ?
Cue up the synthesizers of your mind, folks! (Where's Kasey Kasem when you need him?)
You know our love was meant to be
The kind of love that lasts forever
And I need you here with me
From tonight until the end of time
You should know, everywhere I go
You're always on my mind,
in my heart In my soul
You're the meaning in my life
You're the inspiration
You bring feeling to my life
You're the inspiration
Wanna have you near me
I wanna have you hear me sayin'
No one needs you more than I need you
And I know, (yes I know) that it's plain to see
We're so in love when we're together
And I know that I need you here with me
From tonight until the end of time
You should know, everywhere I go
You're always on my mind,
in my heart In my soul
You're the meaning in my life
You're the inspiration
You bring feeling to my life
You're the inspiration
Wanna have you near me
I wanna have you hear me sayin'
No one needs you more than I neeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeed you!
Waaa haaa! Thank you very much! (see Dionne Ferris for reference)
2 comments:
ohhh. i hope you feel better soon, lady. i'm glad you decided not to go to school feeling so bad. take care of you. m
thank you honey. i feel better now. i think i may have been delirious. why is no one writing in about how much they love the little song? sigh.
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