Today is hard to describe. I was somewhat emotional today--from the moment a colleague upset me--to meeting with a fabulous teacher who had a bad day--it was just strange. I also know I am so tired--woke up last night and started googling crazy things about breast cancer and rashes on shoulders at 2:30 a.m.--no wonder I just want to sleep! This rash on my shoulder/breast is scaring me--no one in their right mind would think it was breast cancer, but then again, I am not sure I am in my right mind. I probably have cancer in my right mind, right? ARGHHH. That is how I think. I did go with dear Jimmy and buy groceries for dinner, along with some cortisone cream. I sure hope this starts to clear up--just to ease the worry. It really isn't bothersome, itches a bit, but it scares me. (my buddy Jenny F. told me today that if it is another breast cancer, I might as well sail away to Bermuda and live the high life! Poor Jenny, she has to listen to me about all my hypocondria notions)
Back to work. I need work so bad. I know I am needed and helping others is what keeps me going. We have such a great teaching staff--everyone is so kind--and when the kids come back on Tuesday, I will even smile MORE. But trying to get everything to make everyone happy is tough. I so appreciate the positive attitudes from staff members who can find a reason to be positive about ANY situation and those who look for solutions, rather than just complain. Can you tell I love our staff? And Jenny Nate, if you are reading this you are THE BEST!!!!
I need to go school supply shopping for my kids. I will probably have to buy the $4.97 binders since we are so late and all the 97 cent binders are sold out. I figure between Josh and Andrew we will need at least 12 binders. Andrew's schedule is pretty tough this year--I hope he doesn't let this cancer thing distract him. So far, I think he is handling it well, but he doesn't talk about it much, while Josh is open about what he is thinking. (sorry teachers who have Josh, he never hesitates to share his opinion!) I am sad I don't get to watch Josh adjust to the high school--only for three days I guess I do--but I was so looking forward to a child who would actually, and likely, come up to me and say "Hey mom!"while the other child ( my darling and so affectionate (hrmmph)Andrew) would hide behind his binder and wave a tiny pinky finger as he walked by lest any one figure out I was his mother.
I want to go back to Maine to escape the looming September 7. I am hopeful that this rash will clear up by this weekend so I can enjoy camping without constantly running to the mirror to see if it is fading. Perhaps Woody, plastic surgeon, will ease my mind on Thursday.
Time to eat some tacos.
Hanging in there...I promise.