I was just looking at my sister’s pictures on Facebook. She went to Greece a few years ago, and it looks just fabulous. <sigh> I want to go to Greece. Or Italy. Or Spain. Or France. Or Costa Rica. Or Argentina. Or Russia. Truly, of all the places I ever dreamed of going, Taiwan was never on the list. Asia, really, as a whole, was never on the list. Don’t get me wrong - I’m glad I’m here (well, health concerns notwithstanding) - but it’s just weird to think I’m here, of all places. Life is funny, I guess.
Seth finally made it to the hospital this afternoon. The doctor is conviced it’s more than a cold, but it doesn’t seem to be fumigation poisioning, and other than that, he has no real idea what’s wrong with Seth. So, the doctor gave him some antibiotics, some anti-nausea pills to counteract the nausea the antibiotics will induce, and 6 tylenols. Yeah, six. To last for three days, as Seth’s been told to return on Friday at 8:00am. Uh, yeah, I think he might be supplementing that supply with our own.
So, I told our manager at the kindy (where we teach kindy in the morning and older kids in the afternoon in the treehouse and Clubhouse classes, not bushiban classes) that Seth’d definitly be out Friday morning and probably tomorrow, too, as he’s pretty weak and worn out from whatever it is that’s sending him running to the bathroom almost hourly. So, nodding as if she understood, she then asks “So, in the afternoon, he can come?” For crying out loud! I had just finished telling her that the’ hospital doctor didn’t know what was wrong with him, that he has to go back, and I didn’t think he was up for teaching tomorrow. Uh, no, I don’t think he’ll be able to teach in the afternoon. He’s sick. Please notice this and file it away for immediate reference.
You know what’s funny? He’s supposed to “teach” an open house at the kindy Saturday morning and she hasn’t said anything to either of us. Even he does make it, he’ll look craptastically hung-over. Do you suppose that’ll bring in all the paying parents? I can’t imagine it will. Of course, that might just be a winning situation for us, though - neither of us really wants more students at kindy just now. Less would be better. Maybe he’ll muster the bare minimum of strength on Saturday, after all!
December 6, 2007 at 11:51 am
ahhhgggghhhh…I hope Seth is better. Let us know how things are going…Santa should arrive
around the 14th…keep your eyes peeled….
December 7, 2007 at 9:05 pm
Your kindy manager is a f*&^ing idiot. Sorry to go off like that, but she is. I just read Seth’s post and I am livid. She just added insult to injury (or illness, as the case may be).
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