Final, Vulnus
Tomorrow morning I take my last final exam, a snare drum performance for three of the best percussion majors in the studio. I'm hoping to impress my peers.
My interest in public school teaching isn't what it used to be. I know I want to be a teacher, but maybe middle and high school are too "mainstream," too much like a job that you trudge to in the morning just to pay the bills. I want to do something that I enjoy, so I'm glad I'm studying composition too. Wish I had a tight plan.
Before the semester began, I noticed a faint but constant pain in my stomach, a dull twinge that never faded. I figured it would pass, but it's grown steadily worse, until about a month ago when I doubled over my desk in agony during class and was unable to concentrate on the lecture. I've been seeing a series of doctors since then, been to the emergency room and a gastro specialist, and nobody has been able to tell me anything conclusive. Worse than the pain (which is mild now) is not knowing what causes it. I think I'm the type to worry "what if"s.
This stubborn battle with my body, and my diminished social life have taken a toll on my Motivation- it's hard to work on long term goals like performance ability when your health is suffering. I'm hoping that the doc back home can fix me up, that I can restore some old friendships and then maybe I'll be able to labor again for the long term.
My interest in public school teaching isn't what it used to be. I know I want to be a teacher, but maybe middle and high school are too "mainstream," too much like a job that you trudge to in the morning just to pay the bills. I want to do something that I enjoy, so I'm glad I'm studying composition too. Wish I had a tight plan.
Before the semester began, I noticed a faint but constant pain in my stomach, a dull twinge that never faded. I figured it would pass, but it's grown steadily worse, until about a month ago when I doubled over my desk in agony during class and was unable to concentrate on the lecture. I've been seeing a series of doctors since then, been to the emergency room and a gastro specialist, and nobody has been able to tell me anything conclusive. Worse than the pain (which is mild now) is not knowing what causes it. I think I'm the type to worry "what if"s.
This stubborn battle with my body, and my diminished social life have taken a toll on my Motivation- it's hard to work on long term goals like performance ability when your health is suffering. I'm hoping that the doc back home can fix me up, that I can restore some old friendships and then maybe I'll be able to labor again for the long term.