Another Wednesday

How was your Wednesday?

This morning, a student from our neighboring High School was taken out of our building in an ambulance after taking an overdose of cold medicine. The student meant to do it, this wasn't an accident. I don't know how that student is, but I'm assured that he or she is now where they need to be - getting the help he or she so clearly cried out for.

This afternoon, one of our students casually mentioned to me that he had leukemia before he started Kindergarten. With "just the right questions" (apparently), I found out that he also had a 5 lb. tumor removed from his rib-cage/chest area when he was in 6th grade. The tumor had collapsed one of his lungs. When they removed the tumor, they took out two ribs as well, because the tumor had attached to them. He showed me the scars from the port and the Hickman catheter from his two chemos. He showed me where his ribs had been. There was more, but I'll leave that out...as it is, I feel that I'm almost violating a trust by even writing this much.

Once again I'm gob-smacked by what I do NOT know about our students.

So there ya go....another Wednesday in the life of an Office Lady.

Blue Chair

I love my family. Totally. Wouldn't change a thing there. Craig and I have been married for "over 30 years" (which is a fairly convenient, and yet non-specific descriptor for the spouse that has to do the math to figure it out. That spouse would be me). Kids are great. Grandkid...awesome.

It's not them. It's me. At the end of the day, in my blue chair, I find myself regularly appalled. Mind you, I'm not sufficiently appalled to do anything about it. Just regularly and totally appalled. And so ready to be other than what I am.

There, I've stated it. That's about as far as I'll go. After all, I've got to get back to my blue chair. Figuratively speaking...because, in all reality, I never left it.