First day of school

 Here's how my classroom looked on August 7 when I first walked in:

This is how it looked yesterday morning when school was about to start:

I think yesterday was maybe one of the hardest days of school I have ever had.  I felt just really truly awful.  My hip/incision hurt and I just felt dizzy and nauseous and tired.

And the first day takes so much extra energy that it is nothing short of a miracle that I made it.

So many people are praying for me--and I'm praying for myself--and I know that I am being helped each day.

Matt and Riley brought in two swamp coolers which helped me survive the really hot day and my really shoddy air conditioning.

My students are adorable and pretty well behaved.  There are some chatty kids among them, but we'll work on it.

Maren was in my classroom after school and we were getting all prepared for her to take my class today while I had my PET scan.

The doctor's office called to say that since they hadn't been able to receive authorization yet from my insurance, I needed to reschedule.

So I needed to re-figure out today and what I'm going to have Maren do on Monday.  Also, the appointment is later on Monday so I'll have to miss more school.

My best just has to be enough right now.

I told Adam that maybe someday I'll look back on this time and say, "Wow.  That was amazing. What a crazy time that was."

I took a nap on the couch straightaway when I got home.  I ate dinner and went to bed.  After a solid 9+ hours of sleep, I feel way better than I did.

One day at a time.

(If I write that a lot it is because I remind myself of that 12 million times a day.)