Surgery Is Needed

This morning as I prayed I asked for Taylor's appointment to all work out. I wasn't prepard to take off of school so I was hoping for a late afternoon appointment on Friday. I also was hoping they could get him in on Friday with such short notice. Taylor was suppose to go to camp this weekend. As long as he was in a cast he would have been okay.
While my students were reading I made the call to the orthopaedic and she got me in on Friday at 2:45. I wouldn't have to take off work. On the way home from my doctor's appointment I was thinking about my prayer this morning and how it was answered. I was thankful for a prayer being answered.
When I got home Mark wanted to talk to me out on the dock. He told me that he wasn't comfortable with Lake County doctors and took Taylor to Jewitt Clinic in Orlando today. They looked at the x-ray and took one of their own. Taylor didn't have just a broken bone. He had a broken bone, another bone that was dislocated, and some cartilege problem. They said that he needed surgery to put a pin in somewhere. If he just had a cast put on and nothing else, he would most likely have troubles down the road when he was older.
I thought a little while later about my prayer. My prayer was answered more than I thought. Had Mark not felt the need to take him to Jewitt we would never have known the seriousness of his injury. So, Taylor heads off to Orlando tomorrow to have surjery. Good luck, Taylor.

I Have to Brag

Taylor wanted to go to school today. I wanted him to stay home. I was being the "over-protective mother." I kept thinking that the kids in the hall will bump into his arm. I finally realized that he is in middle school and he is 13 years old. Cut the ties, Mom.
I had a 504 meeting with all his teachers after school. I was dreading this meeting because all you hear is how he can't focus, he can't sit down, he doesn't complete his work, he can't be quiet, etc. You get the idea. Well, this is why I have to brag. All of his teachers couldn't have said nicer things about him. Not one of them noticed any of the following items I mentioned above. I was thinking in my mind... Is this the same Taylor? Do you know who he is? Did my son become a different person? I guess he is finally growing up.
I then went home and ran a few errands. I had to return to the school to pick Taylor up from Wednesday school. The teacher who was in charge called about 10 minutes after we got home making sure that he got home. She didn't see each child making contact with a parent, so she wanted to make sure they all got home safely. I thought that was pretty neat. Anyways, when she was on the phone she said that she wanted me to know that Taylor was a model student at Wednesday school. She couldn't understand why a child like that would be there. I was quite pleased with that comment.
Way to go, Taylor!

A Broken Arm

Mark called me at school after work and told me that Taylor's school had called and said he injured himself at school. When Mark got there, his coach told him that he thought it might be dislocated or broken. I left school around 4:15 and met them at the emergency room. About 2 hours later we learned that he had a broken bone near his elbow. So they put a splint on it and wrapped it in a gauze bandage. They gave us an orthopaedic's name to call so we could get an appointment for a cast to be put on. Taylor was not a happy camper. He was in quite a bit of pain. They gave us a prescription for some pain pills. We finally got home around 7:30. It was a long day.

In a Nutshell

I can't believe that it has been about 1 1/2 months since I last blogged. Actually, I take that back. Yes I can. Like my husband says, when I go back to work I am a different person. I do get wrapped up in school work. However, the demands today are nothing like they were when I first started teaching 23 years ago.
My class this year tries my patience each day. In my morning prayer I always ask for patience to deal with these students. Besides the 8 students that are below grade level and the 8 or so that you have to stop for because of something, I do have a group of students that are just wonderful. They make my job exciting. They make all the work I do woth it. Maybe they will be an influence for good on the others. There is always hope for change.
I have been spending many Saturdays at school trying to get ahead. However, as soon as I walk into the room on Monday morning there are many things to do and then I feel behind again. I don't think this is a profession where you can ever get ahead.
I have also been spending many nights working with my daughter on projects for school. She is in an Honors History class and this teacher gives many projects to do at home. I keep telling her to get out and get in the regular History class, but she wants to be in this one.
I have kept my jogging routine up. I go about 3 to 4 times each week. It has been getting harder as each day goes by due to the dark coming earlier each day. I may have to start going in the morning at 5:00. I will see.
I will try to keep this blog up a little better than I have.