27 August 2008


They told me it was going to happen. "Toby," they said, "you're going to get sick. First year teaching. Germs flying around the school. Stress messing with your immune system. Make sure you have some emergency lesson plans on hand that are easy for a sub to pull off..." But did I listen? No. I never get sick. I'm Toby. I'm effing Superman!

And now for the predictable climax to this story: I'm sick. Sicker than I've been in a long time.

I woke up this morning with that tell-tale sore throat, and it only went downhill from there. Now I can hardly talk, breathe, smell... And I'm exhausted but can't sleep. But I didn't listen about that emergency lesson plan. Just spent about three hours (which felt like 16), preparing stuff for the sub tomorrow.

First order of business once I recover from this fun: make more emergency lesson plans.


Paula said...

Cheer up Toby. After you've been sick seemingly your entire first year your immune sytem will be kick into Superman mode. The kids can sneeze in my face and I rarely get sick anymore.

Lorraine said...

Get well soon!