Remember Me?

 I have no excuses to offer for my extraordinarily long absence.  Well, I could offer lots of excuses, but that’s all they would be.  So I shan’t even bother.  Instead I shall use this as an opportunity to micro-size my life experience since October, and promise that I will write more regularly in the future.  

The truth is that I haven’t written anything that has not directly related to work since October.  I could blame the extra work, and being exhausted, which I was, but that still doesn’t excuse shutting off a part of myself.  It’s something I intend to rectify this summer and this upcoming year.  

The Cliff Notes version of my year goes something like this:

* Moved to Pre-K, dealt with crazy kids.

*Got crazy kids under control (or they blessedly moved), and of course fell in love with my new darlings.

*Got the official word that I would be going back to Kindergarten next year, and got permission to loop up with my class.  In other words, I’ll be teaching almost all the same kids next year.  Many of them will move over the summer, but the ones who come back will be in my class again.

*Packed up two classrooms.  I never moved all my teaching stuff to the pre-k room, mostly because there was nowhere to store it in the pre-k room.

As for my personal life…

Through various medical oddities with the allergist and abnormal blood work, I started the lovely roller coaster ride of doctors again.  Went to a rheumatologist, who took seventeen vials of blood from me and then sent me to a neurologist, who made me do a mri with and without contrast.  The jury is still out on what my body’s problem is, beyond that it doesn’t do a very good job of absorbing vitamins.  I got a stern look and bit of lecture about "NEVER stopping the sublingual B-12" supplements and was told to add D-3 because apparently that was super low.  The rheumatologist then smiled and said she was sure I would feel all better once those vitamins were back up to level.  I told her that would be nice but I doubted it.  Heh.  The neurologist said that everything looked good, with the exception of an atypical bit of spotting.  I however, was relieved, because that little bit of scar tissue has been there since I was 16.  Not so comforting was his assertion that there was no way to know what had caused it, but that it was entirely possible I’d had a stroke when I was younger, and that was the result.  Hmmmm.  

He did however put me on Topomax for my migraines, constant headaches, and nerve pain.  Miraculously, it helps.  I haven’t had a migraine since I started taking it, and the other pain has been greatly reduced.  Amazing.  As for the other things, he says we can’t really work on those until my allergies are under control and I’m off all the allergy medicine I’m on. Well, aside from wanted to run nerve function tests on my arms in two weeks.  

So, no real answers, only a vague you have some form of autonomic dysfunction, and more tests.  

In the realm of more exciting news, Rich and have been together for a little over a year now.  We’ve been to a few awesome concerts in that year (Dir en Grey, Manson, and Rammstein), and celebrated our anniversary by going back to the places we went on our first date.  It was also the first time we actually used the words "I love you".  Neither of us wanted to be the first to say, and Rich was afraid of saying it "too early" because he knows my history with that.  

About a week ago we got back from a trek to Iowa, which is where he is from.  I met his family for the first time, and got to see all the places that were important to him growing up.  There’s lots of corn, and lots of soybeans.  There are also lots of really, really, really stinky farms.  All in all it was a good trip.  I got to do a lot of napping, and a lot of reading.  Those are two things that are desperately important at the end of a school year.  

Oh, and today we finally found a place to live come August.  We’d been trying to find a house to rent, but settled on a larger apartment in the complex I’m already in instead.  They’re offering us a really good deal, and it’s fiscally smarter at this point than the houses.  So, after months of stressing and worrying, it’s been decided.  I’ll be living with a boy, if you can believe it.  (I’m not sure I can at times)  Now, I just have to pack up my apartment and get everything moved…. but not until I get back from Florida.