An Examined Life

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Confrontation with Flip - This Is England ‘86

One of the greatest scenes in television history.

I love Rory with glasses. 

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I died a little on the inside.

oh my gOD WHAT IS THIS

the most amazing thing thats what

I will ALWAYS OBEY THIS RULE

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Don't Mess With an English Teacher

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The last two weeks have been awful. 

Last Monday, I was sent home from work because I had a fever (big no-no around kiddles).  I went to the doctor and found out I had strep.  I had to miss work on Tuesday as well.  I was mentally exhausted by the end of the week because report cards had been due the Friday before and we were prepping for parent teacher conferences most of the week.  I had to be at work from 7:20 AM until 7:30 PM on Thursday, and then from 7:30 AM until 3:45 PM on Friday.  By Friday, I was admittedly feeling better, and over the weekend I started to feel human again. 

Monday was fine, except that I have two classes full of spazzes back-to-back.  I dealt with them in my normal, sardonic way, which never really seems to help, but it makes me feel better.  This morning, I woke up around 4:20.  I just sat around for a while, reading stuff online and drinking coffee.  I had a cigarette at 5:30, and then decided to shower. 

I almost screamed when I pulled off my night shirt.  All over my chest and back were red, angry welts.  I do get hives occasionally, but usually really big fat ones that pop up in random places.  My chest was almost solid red this morning.  I took an antihistamine and finished getting ready for work.  I figured I’d ask the school nurse what she thought when I got to the school.   She guessed that it was an allergic reaction to the antibiotics I got last week.  And then the vice principal sent me home. 

I stopped by the doctor’s again.  They told me to stop taking one of the antibiotics, gave me a cortisone shot and a prescription for prednisone.  

Tl;DR I was sick, took medicine to make me better, which made me a different sick, so I’m about to take more medicine to make me better.  Better living through chemistry.