I woke up at 5 am. I was out the door by 5:20. The sun was not up at Columbus Circle when I got off the train. Yes, ladies and gentlewomen, I was FIRST in line at the RE’s office. I am a rock star.
Today was my first day back at work. When the kids come, I need to be there by 8:00, but today I had to be there by 8:40. I was early. And I was dancing around yelling, “I am a rock star.”
When I got to the RE’s office and saw that nobody was waiting, I actually said out loud “I win! I win the crazy race.”
I gave my boss the letter. She and the vice principal seemed curious, but did not ask what my “treatments” were. Whew. But I did have a weird moment when my colleague who is battling Lukemia, stopped by. The principal was standing behind her. When I went to give her a hug she said, “Are you sick?” I said, “No.” And she said, pointing to the bandaid on my arm, “Then what are you all needled up for?” I turned to the other teachers, who quickly figured it out, even though I don’t talk about it much at work. I said, “Stuuuufff.” Then she realized and said, “Oh. Good luck.” And the principal was staring blankly behind her. Oye! That was weird and a close call. She may have figured it out. I don’t know.
Tonight I get to play scientist with this cool chemistry set I got in the mail. Then my nieghbor Gwen is going to turn me into pregnant-stein. EEEEkkk. Injectionables. Scary.