The summer of 2018 is turning into something that smells. Let me think this through for the benefit of myself:
1-school ended on a high note…then I discovered no one would teach Biology summer school. I am drafted. Summer school is to last three weeks. On the first Thursday of summer school I broke a jaw tooth off even with the root. I will require oral surgery and an implant. On the last Thursday of summer school I managed to get a catch in my back. This is not unusual since I fell out of the a tree at 34. I ask my mate to pop my back as he has done for years. He pulled me in and an awful snap was heard.
2-I wind up in ER and I am given meds to combat pain from ribs that have done something. The next morning I have my daughter drive me to summer school. I teach (I suppose) and then return home. I start complaining that I feel like I have an ulcer in my eye. I am on meds for pain and wonder how I can even feel anything.
3-Sunday my face turns into a world of pain. I realize I have shingles developing around my right eye. I have previous nerve damage to this eye and can’t believe this is happening. I send my principal a picture of my eye and he asks that I not come and finish summer school.
4-The sores erupt around my right eye. I feel as though my eye is melting. I have forgone the pain meds by this point. I am hurting all over and they are useless. I hang around the house as I can’t go out into the 100+ degree heat without hurting more. I have an allergic reaction to the only medication that helps with shingles.
5-I just realized that I have one month to get ready for the school year to start again. I am not well and have only traveled to the ER, the dentist, and the doctor. This vacation has been costly in more ways than I care to admit.
6-I am grouchy because I hurt. I am grouchy because the pain is pervasive. I can not tolerate any pain medication except tylenol. Imagine if you will the efficacy of Tylenol on any of the pain I feel. Oral surgery has been postponed until next week.
7- I will get well in time to be myself for school….For the first time ever “CAN SUMMER PLEASE STOP?”