Thursday, April 3, 2008

I Refuse to Get Sick

Eddy, one of my kindergartners, said the sweetest thing to me today: "Oh Teacher, you very beautiful!" Then Amber and Liz chimed in in agreement: "Yes, Teacher very beautiful!" I love these kids!

The sad part is, I really am not beautiful today. I seem to be coming down with something (oh please God, not another bout of flu, please, please, please). I woke up with a very sore throat this morning, and I seem to be gaining symptoms as the day goes on. I've taken some meds, but nothing is helping yet. Dang it! I was doing so well with not getting sick, and now this! Maybe denial will make it go away?

I'm going to stop by the pharmacy on the way home from school tonight and see if they have anything better than what I brought from the US. I have tomorrow morning off, so maybe I can zap this thing with lots of meds, fluids, and rest, and be better by Monday. I really don't want to have to go to a doctor.
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"Passage—immediate passage! the blood burns in my veins! Away, O soul! hoist instantly the anchor!
Cut the hawsers—haul out—shake out every sail!
Have we not stood here like trees in the ground long enough?
Have we not grovell’d here long enough, eating and drinking like mere brutes?
Have we not darken’d and dazed ourselves with books long enough?

Sail forth! steer for the deep waters only!
Reckless, O soul, exploring, I with thee, and thou with me;
For we are bound where mariner has not yet dared to go, And we will risk the ship, ourselves and all.

O my brave soul!
O farther, farther sail!
O daring joy, but safe! Are they not all the seas of God?
O farther, farther, farther sail!"

~Walt Whitman, "Passage to India"