This Thursday is:
The liturgical commemoration of the Beheading of St. John the Baptist is almost as old as that commemorating his Nativity, which is one of the oldest feasts, if not the oldest, introduced into both the Eastern and Western liturgies to honor a saint.
The Roman Catholic Church celebrates the feast on August 29, as does the Lutheran Church and the Church of England, including many other national provinces of the Anglican Communion.(Wikipedia)
It is also the day I get my throat cut open. OK, you can call it "thyroid surgery" if that makes you happier. I think it is funny the two things are on the same day. That's my sense of humor for you.
I realized I didn't get my throat blessed on the Feast of St. Blaze this year. Let that be a lesson to you all!
"Contrariwise," continued Tweedledee, "If it was so, it might be; and if it were so, it would be; but as it isn't, it ain't. That's logic." - Lewis Carroll
Monday, August 26, 2013
Monday, August 19, 2013
First Day Back
First day back to school - not too bad. My surgery is so much on my mind, I forgot to feel first day jitters, or excitement, or anything. So I just came in and did my job. Done and done.
The kids did have their first day good behavior faces on. One kid went home sick (already?! on the first day?! I smell an epidemic this year.) My autistic kid got a little loud a few times, but he shushed easily.
It did rain, so we had indoor recess. I had set up a "container-o-rama" of indoor recess stuff to promote a smooth indoor recess time this year. I even donated all my Legos (yes, I had some Legos) and a precious few of my Playmobil toys (I had some extra knights to go with the new castle blocks) to the cause. And it went really well. Funny story - one girl playing with the Play-Doh said, "I'm going to make you, Ms. M-----." After she made me she took the plastic knife and cut off my head and cut me to bits. Hmm, what did I ever do to you, R----, that you cut me to bits on the first day? Gonna have to watch that one.
Spent some time after school covering their journals with clear contact paper. About half finished with the project. See, I let them decorate their journals with stickers, and without the contact paper it'd all be ruined in a few days. I forgot to buy any this year, but I had two rolls and a little bit more in my cupboard - just exactly enough for 19 journals. Now pray that I don't get another kid!
The kids did have their first day good behavior faces on. One kid went home sick (already?! on the first day?! I smell an epidemic this year.) My autistic kid got a little loud a few times, but he shushed easily.
It did rain, so we had indoor recess. I had set up a "container-o-rama" of indoor recess stuff to promote a smooth indoor recess time this year. I even donated all my Legos (yes, I had some Legos) and a precious few of my Playmobil toys (I had some extra knights to go with the new castle blocks) to the cause. And it went really well. Funny story - one girl playing with the Play-Doh said, "I'm going to make you, Ms. M-----." After she made me she took the plastic knife and cut off my head and cut me to bits. Hmm, what did I ever do to you, R----, that you cut me to bits on the first day? Gonna have to watch that one.
Spent some time after school covering their journals with clear contact paper. About half finished with the project. See, I let them decorate their journals with stickers, and without the contact paper it'd all be ruined in a few days. I forgot to buy any this year, but I had two rolls and a little bit more in my cupboard - just exactly enough for 19 journals. Now pray that I don't get another kid!
Sunday, August 18, 2013
Once more unto the breach
So I haven't written in a while. My thyroid is making me exhausted; meanwhile I have had to get ready for a new school year. Those two things together have not left me energy to blog.
So sorry you missed the whole flea invasion. They infiltrated my luggage during our vacation at the cabins, then began to eat me alive. I believe I have killed them all, but there is always a chance there may be some eggs out there waiting for a counter-attack.
Tomorrow is our first day of school. The two other teachers from my school got other jobs, leaving just me. One new teacher has been hired; the other classroom will start out with a sub - the very sub I want for my room when I'm out for surgery. And the school board is starting action to close our school due to the levy failure. This may very well be the last year for our school to be in operation. Oh, and one of my kids has a new diagnosis - turns out he's autistic. I have 19 kids total, heavy on the boys. All my 'good' kids have moved on to fourth grade. Yeah, it is shaping up to be a funfunfun year.
I'm not sure how I'm going to get through these first 8 days of school before my surgery. Yesterday I went in to school, making copies and trying to get everything ready to start. I had planned to then go into town and pick up a few things, but I was just too tired. Did the grocery shopping today, and a load of laundry, but the rest of the time I'm been napping or resting.
I hope I'll be up for a big day tomorrow.
So sorry you missed the whole flea invasion. They infiltrated my luggage during our vacation at the cabins, then began to eat me alive. I believe I have killed them all, but there is always a chance there may be some eggs out there waiting for a counter-attack.
Tomorrow is our first day of school. The two other teachers from my school got other jobs, leaving just me. One new teacher has been hired; the other classroom will start out with a sub - the very sub I want for my room when I'm out for surgery. And the school board is starting action to close our school due to the levy failure. This may very well be the last year for our school to be in operation. Oh, and one of my kids has a new diagnosis - turns out he's autistic. I have 19 kids total, heavy on the boys. All my 'good' kids have moved on to fourth grade. Yeah, it is shaping up to be a funfunfun year.
I'm not sure how I'm going to get through these first 8 days of school before my surgery. Yesterday I went in to school, making copies and trying to get everything ready to start. I had planned to then go into town and pick up a few things, but I was just too tired. Did the grocery shopping today, and a load of laundry, but the rest of the time I'm been napping or resting.
I hope I'll be up for a big day tomorrow.
Thursday, August 1, 2013
Head, Thyroid, Knees and Toes, Knees and Toes
Results of the Head MRI: I do have a brain.
Also: There is nothing going on there.
Maybe I couldda phrased that better. There is nothing wrong with my brain. (My mom had me tested. - Sheldon.)
Yesterday I met with the surgeon about the thyroid tests. He used the word carcinoma. Yeah, that's right. Cancer. So now I'm going to have surgery. Oh, goody.
At this point my main concern is - How much is all this going to cost?? I have insurance, but still. Just got another bill today for $78 bucks. Being sick sucks.
Almost no one dies from thyroid cancer. They don't even want to call it cancer anymore. I saw that story before I went to see the surgeon, so I guess that helped.
I was hoping to get this taken care of before school started, but no deal. Surgery date is August 29. That means I get a whole month to wait. Oh, goody.
Also: There is nothing going on there.
Maybe I couldda phrased that better. There is nothing wrong with my brain. (My mom had me tested. - Sheldon.)
Yesterday I met with the surgeon about the thyroid tests. He used the word carcinoma. Yeah, that's right. Cancer. So now I'm going to have surgery. Oh, goody.
At this point my main concern is - How much is all this going to cost?? I have insurance, but still. Just got another bill today for $78 bucks. Being sick sucks.
Almost no one dies from thyroid cancer. They don't even want to call it cancer anymore. I saw that story before I went to see the surgeon, so I guess that helped.
I was hoping to get this taken care of before school started, but no deal. Surgery date is August 29. That means I get a whole month to wait. Oh, goody.
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