Not So Much

Feeling better? I don't know how many people asked me that this morning, not because I went home early on Thursday (how would they know) but because I was out on Friday. Well, it's nice to be noticed. Anyway, the only answer I could really give was Not so much, because I still feel pretty much like crap. The school nurse -- who asked me if I was feeling better when we both got there at 7 this morning -- said it's probably a virus. I guess. I don't know what the hell it is. The stomach pain, which comes and goes, is never terribly intense, but the nausea and body aches are pretty annoying. This better not be a kidney stone, I can tell you. There isn't much worse than that.

And that's enough of the sad-me-the-hypchondriac for today.

We had snow today, wet icky stuff that didn't stick, but it was pretty steady until early afternoon.

Oh, I forgot. The Disney picture came today.


I am on the right, of course. This is as photogenic as I get. I was much cuter before the brain surgery, not to mention the double-chin. In pictures, I mean. (That's the Other Chai on the left, who has that nickname, you may recall, because her real first name is the same as mine, and the Chum in the center. And let's remember that I am about five foot two, so there's nobody towering over anybody here, except the castle itself.)

What else can I tell you today? My thought processes are a little muddled; when I look back at my day at work I'm amazed that I accomplished anything at all, although I did some cataloging and some revision of the library website. I was very out of it, and glad that the afternoon's meeting was cancelled. So I've got tomorrow, and Wednesday is not only a half day, half of the half day is a pep rally, and I've requested an assignment to watch over the kids who choose study hall. Given the seniority angle here, I should get it; I'll know tomorrow morning. The last thing I need is to spend a couple hours outside at the football field the day before Thanksgiving.

Okay, I'm going to have some toast and tea and lie down again.

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