Friday, January 29, 2010

Friday, January 29, 2010

I wish I could say that I had a wonderful week but it was actually pretty miserable. I have been struggling some about my job. It seems like they expect so much from me and want me to do all of these things but my pay checks have been horrible. They have not scheduled me for the hours they said and have decided a few afternoons that they did not need me to cover for someone so that takes hours away. Technically I am teaching but I am getting paid like I work at the daycare. I mentioned in my last post that my throat had been hurting and I have been extremely irritable the past few weeks. Well Monday I continued to feel worse. I went to work and then Sam and I went on a few errands. One errand was a much needed hair cut for Sam. After the hair cut we went to the store to find something for Sam to wear to Homecoming at the Christian school, which was supposed to be tonight. Sam is the escort for a girl in our youth group who made Homecoming Court. On Tuesday I felt even worse but I continued to go about my daily business. I got to work and tried to teach and do what I needed to do, but I just felt horrible. On top of feeling bad one of the directors came to my room and asked me to help (I mean do EVERYTHING) for another teacher that needed some help with nothing extra for me. Maybe that sounds selfish but my life is so consumed lately and I do not have the extra time to do my job and somebody else's job. Anyway, I had to work until 2 and then I went to Sam's school to wait for him to get out of school. This time is actually pretty nice because I get a chance to study and do things for my Thursday night class. Well, I was waiting in the car-rider line and the longer I sat there the worse I felt. I could tell that I was getting a fever and I was really worried that I was not in any state to drive. I got Sam picked up and headed home. We got home and I got everyone to sit down and watch some cartoons and then I hit the bed. I checked my temperature when I first got home and it was at 100. Ten minutes later when I got into bed it had already climbed to 102.4. I stayed in the bed the rest of the evening and I woke up at 1:30 Wednesday morning and I could not even swallow. I had to sit up and try to sleep because I thought I would choke if I laid down. I got up at about 5:30 that morning and got a bottle of water (sorry I am about to be gross) and every time I tried to take a drink I would throw it back up. It would not go down my throat so I was throwing up the junk in my throat. I had already called into work the night before so I started getting ready so I could head to the doctor once they opened. I could not find someone to keep the girls so I had to take them with me. They were really good at the doctor's office so I was glad. Well those of you that know me can probably guess what the diagnoses was, that's right STREP THROAT. I have strep so many times but I cannot remember the last time it was this bad.The doctor said my throat was very swollen and that is why I could not get anything down. He came me a prescription for antibiotics and some steroids to help with the swelling. The girls and I headed to Wal-Mart to get my meds and then I got the the first Alvin and the Chipmunks movie for them to watch so I could rest. Well I finally make it home and we have no power. Someone is building some new houses across the street from us so they were running new lines and cut our power off. I really thought I was going to lose it! It was freezing cold in the house and now I had no movie for the girls to watch. I made Emma lay in the couch and I left Chloe to just fuss in her room until she went to sleep. I was able to rest for a little bit and then had to head out again to pick up Sam. I did have some medicine in me so I was feeling a wee bit better. We got back home and then I stayed in the bed. I slept great Wednesday night and I felt so much better Thursday. I ended up going to my Thursday night class because it is almost impossible for me to miss since it is only once a week. It went OK. I did get to prepare as much as I would have liked since I was sick, but at least I was in class. Well, I guess the big news of our week is this snow storm that we got today. All of our schools called off today and I was beginning to think they missed the mark again because the snow did not start coming until about 1:30 this afternoon. It has continued to snow the rest of the day and I think it is going to snow through the night. I think they are calling for 6-10 inches. The kids and I got out there for a few minutes today and plan on playing in it tomorrow. I am a little disappointed because the Homecoming got rescheduled for Thursday night so I will not be able to see my little guy looking so handsome because I will be in class. Well I am sorry this post is so long. I guess that is what happens when I do not post all week. I will end with this story. Tonight the kids and I made some chocolate chip cookies. I actually got all the ingredients out and we sat at their little table and let them put all the ingredients in the bowl. After we made the dough I got two little spoons and I let the kids have bite of the cookie dough. Well, Emma was being silly and she spit the cookie dough back into the bowel. Well it was totally gross but then Sam turns to Emma and says, "Emma that is not what a chef does!!"





1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Hey girl, I just want to encourage you to talk to the owner about all that your feeling. I know how intimidating that can be trust me! I worked there and felt the same frustrations many times. I pushed to have my pay be what i felt was fair. I had a teaching degree and refused to let them pay me at minimum wage. There were times when they let me go early and while it was nice I also felt it in my pay check. It really stinks because you want to help out but at some point you just have to stand up for yourself and not let yourself be pulled too thin. Also, they will keep running you over if you allow them to treat you like this. Just go and be open and honest yet respectful to them and how you are feeling. I know this may sound so much easier said than done, but I worked there for a year and know how it goes there. Anyways, I love your honesty in your blog and the pictures of the kids in the snow are fantastic! I hope you are feeling much better and things are beginning to look up for you. Love ya!