If the sky falls
I go back to school on Monday and back to school on Wednesday. Not having a schizophrenic moment there; I mean that I'm taking a class this fall afterall (I rhyme!) and it starts Wednesday. I haven't started set up my own classroom solo in four years, so it's a tetch intimimimimidatin'. I really am not close to being ready, so I will be at school all the ding-dong day tomorrow/Sunday. I even begged the hubby to come into school for a few hours and do the bonehead stuff like pass out books and label folders, so I can do little things like, oh, lesson planning maybe?
Don got back yesterday from Denver and his IRS orientation. He starts his first week in the office here in town. So, yay DJ, and yeah for a real paycheck and career!!!
And now for something completely different... I've been off the evil shots in the tummy, but I still have the bruises. They are fading though, and the ghastly side effects are gone as well. Still on the blood thinning pills, and still have the pain in my chest from the blockage and still dealing with weekly blood tests. So, I live like a hemophiliac, lots of bruises from doing dangerous things like blinking vigorously, track marks on my arms from said blood tests, and a somewhat restricted diet. Don and I have discussed me doing another surgery. Mind you, I have to talk to the surgeon about it to see if it's even feasible, and I don't see him till next week. He brought it up, and at first I said no way, but I realize now that it's a quality of life issue. My regular GP doctor talked about me being on blood thinners the rest of my life, and I'm to thrilled with this idea of scar tissue that periodically feels like someone is stabbing me in the chest. If putting in a stent could help, well, it is worth it to me.
I need to get ready for bed. I want to get my butt out the door tomorrow ASAP.
Don got back yesterday from Denver and his IRS orientation. He starts his first week in the office here in town. So, yay DJ, and yeah for a real paycheck and career!!!
And now for something completely different... I've been off the evil shots in the tummy, but I still have the bruises. They are fading though, and the ghastly side effects are gone as well. Still on the blood thinning pills, and still have the pain in my chest from the blockage and still dealing with weekly blood tests. So, I live like a hemophiliac, lots of bruises from doing dangerous things like blinking vigorously, track marks on my arms from said blood tests, and a somewhat restricted diet. Don and I have discussed me doing another surgery. Mind you, I have to talk to the surgeon about it to see if it's even feasible, and I don't see him till next week. He brought it up, and at first I said no way, but I realize now that it's a quality of life issue. My regular GP doctor talked about me being on blood thinners the rest of my life, and I'm to thrilled with this idea of scar tissue that periodically feels like someone is stabbing me in the chest. If putting in a stent could help, well, it is worth it to me.
I need to get ready for bed. I want to get my butt out the door tomorrow ASAP.