I think I gotta lay of the chocolate for a while. I've been eating more candy than any other food group lately, and that's not good. I'm feeling very bitchy, too, which probably is more PMS than anything. But candy and PMS... not a good combination.
I don't have individual therapy this week, just group and I'm feeling lonely just thinking of going a week without. It's actually going to be a couple of weeks before I have individual again. I hope I can manage the holiday and my sister's visit without the support of therapy.
It's been weird at school this week. It's Tuesday but it feels as though it's later in the week. Is that from having a long weekend? Maybe. But it feels like it's hard to get into the swing.
I finally had a very good conversation with my student teacher today. I think she was waiting to get permission before she tried doing something that she created all on her own. I told her, though, that if I wanted the kids to use all of my materials I would teach myself, instead of letting her try. So, we talked about what the outcome needs to be and I gave her some suggestions for activities and we brainstormed together, and it felt good. She seemed relieved. I'm not sure how she missed that to begin with but I was so busy with grades and the grade book problems and all the little fires everywhere that maybe I just didn't make her feel welcome enough. I donno. Hard to say. It will be interesting to see what she comes up with on her own. And it's not her fault, completely, I didn't want and wasn't prepared for a student teacher.
Anyhow, I'm still battling the fatigue. I just can't seem to stay awake and am sleeping through my alarm clock. I don't know if it's medication or lack of exercise or what. I'll be so happy when the costochondritis clears up. Oy, that has been so limiting and frustrating. I just want my body back to normal--is that too much to ask?
What if this is as good as it gets?
2 comments:
Wow, chocolate usually helps with my PMS. Wish I had some suggestions for you.
If you feel stressed without your therapy sessions and need to vent, you know where I am. By email or phone. I know you don't like the phone but just in case you need me you know my number.
Love you!
Thanks, Bugley...
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