You know you're sick when....
Yesterday I woke up feeling terrible, but I just couldn't justify calling in sick. There was a time when if I had even the smallest cold I'd call in and rest, but teaching is different somehow. The kids always take a day to get back into the program after I'm out, and I feel insane guilt about leaving them (which is crazy, I know). So, I went to school, felt crappy, got very little done with the kids and went home feeling frustrated. Then I realized how many papers I have to correct, and how many of my own papers I have to write, and I just stood in the office and cried. By about 8pm last night I had convinced myself that I'm not cut out to be a teacher, and that this is all just too much for me.
But I went back in for more today. I have to say, the kids were wonderful. They tried to be good so I wouldn't have to raise my voice, and more than a few suggested that I put my head down on my desk (which I let them do when they aren't feeling well). Three offered to get me tea and one went to the nurse to get me tissues. I let my last period class watch the end of A Knights Tale (Great movie) because I couldn't think straight. So, I went to the office at the end of the day and called myself in sick for tomorrow.
The good news? Now I feel sort of, kind of better. The agenda for tomorrow:
1. Sleep in a little bit to knock out the rest of the cold.
2. Finish my monster Shakespeare Paper
3. Put the finishing touches on my other paper if there's time
4. Grade at least 50 essays so I'll only have 90 to do over the weekend.
5. Write and send Christmas cards
6. Throw in at least one load of laundry (I'm down to the "special occation" underware - the cute stuff that's uncomfortable as hell)
7. Pray hard for a Noreaster this weekend so I'll have a snowday on Monday when I can finish everything else I need to do. (Apparently wearing flannel pj's inside out and backward helps with the snow days - and old "teachers wive's tale")
I know that sounds like a lot, but I have a good feeling about tomorrow....besides, that snow storm is coming, I can just feel it in the air. ;) *putting on inside out pj's*
But I went back in for more today. I have to say, the kids were wonderful. They tried to be good so I wouldn't have to raise my voice, and more than a few suggested that I put my head down on my desk (which I let them do when they aren't feeling well). Three offered to get me tea and one went to the nurse to get me tissues. I let my last period class watch the end of A Knights Tale (Great movie) because I couldn't think straight. So, I went to the office at the end of the day and called myself in sick for tomorrow.
The good news? Now I feel sort of, kind of better. The agenda for tomorrow:
1. Sleep in a little bit to knock out the rest of the cold.
2. Finish my monster Shakespeare Paper
3. Put the finishing touches on my other paper if there's time
4. Grade at least 50 essays so I'll only have 90 to do over the weekend.
5. Write and send Christmas cards
6. Throw in at least one load of laundry (I'm down to the "special occation" underware - the cute stuff that's uncomfortable as hell)
7. Pray hard for a Noreaster this weekend so I'll have a snowday on Monday when I can finish everything else I need to do. (Apparently wearing flannel pj's inside out and backward helps with the snow days - and old "teachers wive's tale")
I know that sounds like a lot, but I have a good feeling about tomorrow....besides, that snow storm is coming, I can just feel it in the air. ;) *putting on inside out pj's*