Return of the ebjournal, return of the blah…
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I’m here, mostly coporeal. After being sick this weekend, having two big projects in my grad class, trying to be a good teacher, and OH YEAH, my stupid thesis to work on, it’s a miracle that I’m ambulatory. Things slowed down just a piece tonight, so I thought I’d get you caught up on the wonderful world of blech that has been the last week or so.
It’s cold and flu season in my classroom. Let’s kick things off! Friday morning, minding my own business in reading groups, desperately clinging to the idea that I’m accomplishing things, my subconscious hears the unfortunately-too-familiar splash (yet it fails to register with my brain, because I can’t be distracted where Nate the Great is concerned), and the accompanying “Mr. Kaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyy…” and then more urgently “MR. K!!!!” I look up to see one of my young ladies holding her hand over her mouth staring at me.
“Do you have a nose bleed? Do you need a tissue?”
And then everything clicked.
Oh Lord, we got a puker!
“Go! Go! Go! To the bathroom! NOW!”
I look over to the girl’s table, and (WARNING, gross details coming! You’ve been warned!) I see a nice combination of what looks like cottage cheese swimming in melted red Jello, all over one of my books. Thankfully, nothing got on the carpet, lest I have to deal with the DC-10. I quickly let my Blood Borne Pathogen training take over (snark), grabbed my latex gloves, and started the Clean-Up Procedure, leaving my poor reading group left to discuss the merits of Nate the Great’s fascination with pancakes. (Seriously, I was going for the obscure Dennis Miller reference there, and if you got it, YOU are laughing like no one’s watching right now. Damn, I did it again.)
So I cleaned it up and didn’t think much else of it. Went and checked on the girl, sent her home, and went back to business as usual.
And then I woke up Saturday morning. Someday, I’ll go into the battle of “To Puke or Not to Puke,” but I’ve been gross enough for today. Waves of nausea started within the hour, and choosing to work out? Bad idea jeans. I came back to the apartment, and got ready to go work on my case study. Despite the roiling in my stomach, I chose the “Not to Puke” route and that made all the difference.
Saturday was not the most fun I’ve ever had. At least the Illini won, and I got to go to my nephew’s birthday party.
Hint for all you iron-men and women. I don’t care how tough you think you are, if you’re nauseous, and running a fever, DON’T go out for sushi. It’s just not a good time. I learned that the hard way Saturday night. Special props to the Zigzags for putting up with me on Saturday night. Oh, and the Pepto is still in your truck. 
In other news, my new class website is almost up and running, and should be rolled out soon. Instead of Dreamweaver, we’re now using RapidWeaver, which is very nice for people who don’t want to take the time to develop all the plugins. Too bad it’s Mac only… it’s a great little piece of software.
Super Bowl this weekend: I’m taking the Steelers to win and cover. We’re on a Bus with no brakes! (beep, beep.)
Miss you, Internet. Hopefully I’ll talk to you soon!
