I get paid in 3 days. These 4 weeks went by really quickly.
Last night I struggled to sleep because my lungs were making a kind of gurgling noise. It feels as though I swallowed a sponge, and as my lungs inflate or deflate the sponge releases soapy bubbles. I can actually FEEL I have fluid in my lungs. I sometimes get a fit of coughing, but the fluid doesn't come out, or hasn't, until this morning when quite a lot of green gunk emerged. I'd like to spend an hour just coughing it all out, but I've already seen a tiny speck of red, and my lungs are burning now, so I don't want to start rupturing alveole.
I have suspected that I may have or may soon develop pneumonia simply because I seem to have been implicitly ill for such a length of time. I've googled my symptoms simply as 'green sputum lungs' and the advice is:
Call 911 or other emergency services immediately if you have:
* Chest pain that is crushing or squeezing, is increasing in intensity, or occurs with any other symptoms of a heart attack.
Don't have crushing chest pain, just burning.
* Difficulty breathing that is so severe you are worried you will not have the strength or ability to keep breathing.
I do have difficulty breathing. I feel slightly out of breath, as though I have reduced lung capacity.
* Been vomiting and feel that you may pass out when you sit up or stand.
Do feel somewhat lightheaded and dizzy standing.
Ok so I am not going to call 911, as these symptoms don't appear to be that bad.
Call a health professional immediately if these symptoms of pneumonia appear:
* Cough that produces blood-tinged or rust-colored sputum (material coughed up from lungs)
* Fever with shaking chills
* Labored, shallow, rapid breathing with shortness of breath or wheezing
I have the bottom two, and the top one just slightly.
Will go to the doctor tomorrow. Am feeling very tired. I may not have pneumonia, but I seem to be headed that way. I don't feel terrible, but I haven't been feeling that great for quite a few weeks.
Yesterday when we were walking in the park, we went up a hillside, I felt like I was 90 years old. My body just went into deep strain, and I was puffing for air.
Today is hazy and fairly miserable, so I think we're just going to read and maybe cook something at home, maybe meet some friends for dinner.
A lot of the shops are closed, and we've run out of bottled water...but I'm sure we'll find an LG 25 open somewhere.
Some scenarios unfold in classroom environments that require some knowledge of child psychology, and are sometims quite interesting cases. Take Peter.
Peter is the student whose Grandmother keeps returning to the school with some or other complaint. On Friday while every single other student was reading, he was drawing pictures and smirking. Unfortunately for him, I got the class really interested in the topic (Time Travel) and he ended up looking the fool. Even his buddy beside him was participating. I was in a good mood, so even he appeared after class sulking, and looking miserable and defeated, and bringing a staff member with his newest stock complaint, I felt unfettered. I was also interested to hear what the complaint was.
As it turned out, his complaint was anything that (he thought)could get me into trouble.
He first complained that I had pinched him. I explained that when he entered my class I had spoken to him and he'd just ignored me, and so I'd spoken more loudly, and finally to stop him from moving away, and to get his attention I'd given him a little pinch. For a boy of his age to complain about that is simply spiteful.
None seemed or should have been perturbed by this, so he complained about me referring to his infection (some kind of genital infection)in front of the class. His grandmother had actually complained to me about it, as though I was somehow responsible. I said, "I didn't mention it today so I'm not sure why he is complaining."
I'm onto his ruse. He is trying to bait me. He misbehaves, and if I respond in any way, then he springs into action as Prosecutor with a persecition complex. So I've solved the problem. Ignore him, and get everyone else to participate so that he's isolated. Once I focus on him in class, all the disruptions begin and that's what he wants.
Given what has happened, his grandmother bring a doctor's bill and threatening that I should pay for it, I'm going to suggest that he be moved to a different teacher. That'll be best for both of us.
I watched The Ring 2 last night. Am I the only one who finds it a bit scary. The part where all the reindeer or moose circle the car, and two of them smash their antlers through the glass - that chilled me to the bone. Later in the night, I lay awake in the dark for a few seconds, blinking fearfully.
It's getting warmer and warmer here.
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