VERY SKIPPABLE RANT... After reading this, y'all can just imagine how I sounded in my message to the K*rby people last night.
Frustrating night. No major problems... just little irritations.
Visited dparents... they are both in a bad humor. Dmom is really no better at all re: the sitting/standing problem. Second disc is going to have to be repaired eventually -- I mean, it has been six weeks, and the shooting "electric shock" type pain that went all through her legs when she bent over is gone. B...u...t... really no change in the pain she experiences when sitting/standing for any length of time. This is very depressing and frustrating to her, of course, and ddad, and me...
Compound this w/ddad, who generally gets frustrated when any of his orbs are out of their orbits, and who apparently is worrying himself to death re: his own possibility of chemotherapy... * sheesh * DOUBLE SHEESH *
Yeah. It's depressing out there. Both are VERY concerned that ddad will need chemo BEFORE dmom has full relief from back problems. * sheesh *
I do realize ddad's problem has the possibility of becoming very serious. OTOH, as I told him, the possibility of him being killed in a wreck is MUCH greater than the possibility of him needing chemotherapy. My philosophy is that this has been going on now for quite some time, and as I told him -- all they do is take his blood & his insurance company's money, and send him home to worry every two months.
Yes... the problem
is developing -- his blood counts are worse, generally; they are definitely
not improving over time. The problem is not going away. When it first started, they saw him every six months, then every three, now every two... BUT... they don't tell him anything different. "Come back, if this continues to trend downward, chemo IS a possibility." It has been this way for YEARS now. * sigh *
And he and dmom just seem resigned to the fact that the chemo is a certainty, it's just a matter of time.
AND -- if he
were to need that sort of treatment before dmom was able to be his #1 caretaker/accompanist/etc...
Oh. My.
Yes... yes... then I definitely WOULD be in a panic. But so far, this is really something that I can take Scarlet's viewpoint and choose not to think about it now.
Ddad did say that it is not something he is just dwelling on constantly; that he really hadn't thought about it at all today until something re: dmom's health came up while I was talking to them, and then -- whew -- Katie bar the door.
Home again -- one slight ta-da -- I exercised 20 minutes.
Then...
Stupid thing #1 -- I really REALLY needed to do some school stuff tonight @ home. Left the papers I needed @ school.
Stupid thing #2 -- I checked my school e-mail and it was a long drawn out thing about differentiating instruction and all this !@#$+()*^@#$)(&* that makes me think... hmmm... still got till Monday to fill out those retirement papers.
* TRIPLE SHEESH *
The thing is, I know that when it's all said and done, classes will continue basically as they generally have. Teachers who love all that wild group work and technology stuff will do it, and teachers like me, who need a more structured, traditional classroom, will do that... and we'll all carry on. I just hate all the hooey that accompanies this sort of thing.
Email said our school ACT scores are below state avg and state avg is below national avg and we can do better.
And I'm sure we can... but we might need to start holding students responsible for some things again... do away with this "no zero" policy for starters, and demand some accountability from students.
Sheesh. I'm just really getting on a soapbox tonight.
I don't blame any of you if you skipped this whole thing. Aunt Flo is on her way (next week)... maybe that's what has me riled up.
(((
Lilac))) and (((
Mr. Lilac))) who may suffer Corvette-withdrawal tonight.