So much for my resolution to blog more faithfully ... I'm either too busy, too sick, or too tired.
I spent yesterday at home on the couch. I seem to be nauseated in the morning (no, my faithful fans, I am not pregnant. That ship sailed a long time ago) and once everyone had left the house for school, I lay down and shivered under my quilt. My dear husband made up a nice hot water bottle for me before leaving for his daily pursuit. I watched a little TV, played games on my Tablet, and shivered until I warmed up. Also I answered phone calls. My rheumatologist's office in Kelowna called with the information that he was going to prescribe a new medication for me (Cellcept) but was getting permission to prescribe it from Pharmacare. Then the plan of action was for them to call my pharmacy with the prescription. Well, that was a load off my mind, because I have been sick and tired for too long. My last two blood tests showed elevated muscle enzymes (1000+ on the first test and over 2000 on the one a couple weeks later) so some sort of treatment was definitely in order.
By the end of the day, I hadn't heard whether the prescription had been sent to my pharmacy, so I phoned the doctor's office and got their answering service (they were already gone for the day) and then the pharmacy (no, there were no new prescriptions for me today). So I remain waiting as I have been for several weeks, but with a little more information about what will happen. Perhaps tomorrow, because the doctor's office is also closed on Wednesdays!!
Today, I got a call to substitute teach so I flew around the house, taking meds, eating toast, getting dressed, saying goodbye to departing children, and dashing out the door to school. I knew the world wasn't going to end if I wasn't precisely on time, because I was the librarian for the morning. Lovely ... reading to kids and listening to kids read in small groups. In the afternoon, I became a Math and PE teacher (never was this one of my ambitions). The kids were doing a practice test in Math, and every time I had my head down helping one student, about 6 others popped up and wandered around the classroom. They were quiet when I asked them to be quiet, but as soon as it was 'back to work' they were noisy and disorderly again. Sigh. PE time ... 6 girls were missing on the way from the class to the gym. I went in search of them while the rest of the kids were 'warming up' and apparently they were solving some problem of hurt feelings. I had to give them some information, and then went back to the gym and was just getting the teams lined up for Dr Dodgeball when the fire alarm went off (Yes, it was a planned fire drill, so I had my evacuation folder with me) and they lined up noisily and proceeded outside to repeated shushing from me. They lined up in the gathering area with many complaints about being outside in their PE strip (it was snowing). I finally got them quiet enough to call their names and ascertain that they all indeed were present and not burning to death in the school, which was not on fire. Back to PE, divided the class into teams, and they had about 10 minutes left to play ... not enough time to get bored ... then it was home time. Oh, first I had to deal with a boy in the change-room who apparently was pulling his shorts and underwear off (on purpose) ... I told the kid who reported it to get the principal. Do I want any furor about my being in the boys' change-room? No, I do not. The principal was there in a jiffy and dealt with the kid, so I went back to the class and stamped everyone's agenda before departure.
Back home again, my son asks "Mom, can I have some tea?" My response is "can I have some too?" Everything looks better with a nice cup of tea.
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