"He felt that he could forgive anything to anyone, because happiness was the greatest agent of purification. He felt certain that every living creature wished him well tonight... People, he thought, were hungry for a sight of joy... for a moment's relief from that gray load of suffering which seemed so inexplicable and unnecessary. He had never been able to understand why men should be so unhappy."
So, Abigail started kindergarten on Monday, and today she had her first sick day.
I got a call a little over an hour after dropping her off that she was puking left and right. By the time I was able to pick her up (about an hour after the call) she had succeeded puking on the following:
her dress her shoes her hair her teacher a classmate the carpet the tile floor the toilet the sink the bathroom walls the bathroom ceiling the bucket placed next to her to try to contain the sick.
And to think she had done all of this by 9am! What a busy little girl!
Of course, by the time I got her home, she felt great and was back to her "normal self." But what else do you expect when we KNOW that a kid only has a fever until the minute you walk into the doctor's office/ED, and they are only sick at school until you pick them up.
Anyway, in case you were wondering, she is really not that impressed with kindergarten. But she did learn all about "nocturnal."
So, you all know that Abigail is essentially my mini-me. We are so alike in so many ways. She has always loved to sing, and in the past 6 months or so has taken to making up songs all the time (who does that remind you of? I know.)
Here is a song Abigail made up when she was visiting with my parents in May this year (thanks to my mom for writing it down really quickly...)
Jesus, I think you're strong. Jesus, I think I need to pray.
I bow down to you, I bow down to you.
I love you from my heart and my soul. I thank you, the God I need.
What I care for is all your heart, and what your heart means to me. It's all your heart. And I love, love praying to you, more down in my heart.
Also, while she was visiting them, she made up a new way to sing an old song...
Here I am to worship, Here I am to bow down, Here I am to say that you're my God.
You're altogether lovely, Altogether whirly, Altogether wonderful to me.
And I don't care what any of you say, God could totally be whirly. I think it's her way of incorporating a little ballerina dancing into her worship:)
Thanks for waiting while I finished my schoolwork. It was definitely worth it... I ended up with a 100% on my big paper, an A in one class, and probably an A in my second class (pending the results of some points on the last test that I argued. I think I deserve them! I think I will get them:)
I am taking Technical Writing, Creative Writing, and Health Assessment this fall. Yes, you may question why I, already holding my RN license, already going to work each day and assessing critically ill patients, already with a year of experience assessing history and physical status of my real, live patients, would need to take a Health Assessment class (especially since I took this same class in my Associates program.) I question this, too. But, I am going to choose to look at it as an easy A. In the mean time, does anyone want to volunteer to be my "patient"? I have to video myself assessing a real person and send it in for submission for part of the "lab" for this class. So, is anyone willing to let me listen and poke and prod and ask a bunch of stupid questions to them? Any takers?
I am still here, but things are crazy. Just pretend I am like Harry, hiding under my Invisibility Cloak. I can see the things you do (well, the things you post) but I can't interact with them, or express my own thoughts...
Man, I love Harry.
Also, can't wait for the semester to end next week. Too bad I have to write a 15 page paper and take a bunch of tests before then. Bummer.