This is a post from yesterday. After sleeping for 13 hours, I think I am good to go.
June 1, 2004
I fainted today. Right there in the middle of the third grade class, I fainted. It was the student teacher’s second class ever, and there I am passed out on the floor. I had a good supper, a good sleep, a good breakfast, a good jog, and all morning I was feeling on top of the world. How quickly the world turned upside down. I felt myself getting dizzy, and then the next thing I remember was how great of a sleep I was having. Black, dark, comfortable, dream land. Ahhh. Eyes open, why are there people staring down at me? Hey, those are the teachers I work with at the junior high. Hey, I am on the floor. Why am I on the floor? Why am I at school? What just happened? Next scene, five teachers fanning me with books in a different room telling me that they had thought I had gone to heaven. Could be, but I am back now, confused, my head hurts and my chin is bleeding. Why is my chin injured? I am informed that I hit my head on the bookshelf on the way down. Oh good, well that answers that. The rest of the day was spent in the nurses room in the school trying to sleep and having all the teachers come and visit me all throughout the day. My supervisor even came, said that I couldn’t cancel my class at 4pm, so she was going to teach it instead. Even more of a shock, she was wondering what she should do with them. 19 of them, well, good luck. Should be a good experience for her I suppose.
So now I am at home, my head feels like it is going to explode, and I think I am off to bed. May tomorrow not be like today.
June 1, 2004
I fainted today. Right there in the middle of the third grade class, I fainted. It was the student teacher’s second class ever, and there I am passed out on the floor. I had a good supper, a good sleep, a good breakfast, a good jog, and all morning I was feeling on top of the world. How quickly the world turned upside down. I felt myself getting dizzy, and then the next thing I remember was how great of a sleep I was having. Black, dark, comfortable, dream land. Ahhh. Eyes open, why are there people staring down at me? Hey, those are the teachers I work with at the junior high. Hey, I am on the floor. Why am I on the floor? Why am I at school? What just happened? Next scene, five teachers fanning me with books in a different room telling me that they had thought I had gone to heaven. Could be, but I am back now, confused, my head hurts and my chin is bleeding. Why is my chin injured? I am informed that I hit my head on the bookshelf on the way down. Oh good, well that answers that. The rest of the day was spent in the nurses room in the school trying to sleep and having all the teachers come and visit me all throughout the day. My supervisor even came, said that I couldn’t cancel my class at 4pm, so she was going to teach it instead. Even more of a shock, she was wondering what she should do with them. 19 of them, well, good luck. Should be a good experience for her I suppose.
So now I am at home, my head feels like it is going to explode, and I think I am off to bed. May tomorrow not be like today.
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