wedding love, side effects, and the start of school
This past week has been a flurry of activity.
School started for faculty and staff on Wednesday 8/28. We had meetings and professional development all day on Wednesday and Thursday. On Friday, I pushed myself to get as ready as I could be for school. That is to say, I was marginally ready. The bulletin board was finished, all the things on my walls were updated to the 2019-2020 school year... and that was about it. The piles of things that were supposed to disappear over the summer remained stacked in a corner.
Friday night, I finished in my office around 7pm. I was flat-out exhausted. I tossed a dress and a few other crucial items towards an open suitcase and vowed to wake up early the next morning to finish packing for Maine. We had to leave by 7:45am to catch our flight, so I was cutting it awfully close.
The biggest challenge that I faced in the morning was packing all of my prescription meds. I have multiple ointments for the rash on my chest and back, and to care for post-radiation skin. I also have a mouthwash that numbs the sores in my inflamed mouth and allows me to actually eat something. None of these things are under 3oz. In the end, I found solutions, but I was definitely more stressed out than I wanted to be.
All of the stress totally melted away when we arrived in Portland, ME and saw our charming B&B (that housed 4 other sets of friends, including Kelly & Richard). Catching up with my UVa buds was awesome. Meeting Charlie Ott was a true highlight--he is quite possibly the friendliest 6-month-old I've ever met. (I would let him spit-up on me any day! He does it with a smile.) Spending time with this group of wonderful people completely filled me up with joy, and I could not have cared less about my stupid symptoms.
The wedding itself was unbelievably stunning. I cried a bunch of happy tears for Steph & Shallard. (And, Catherine poked fun at me for it--some things never change.)
We arrived home, and I promptly fell asleep for a few hours. I had definitely pushed myself and needed rest. (Also, my feet and hands had developed the dang sores that they had warned me about.) I tried to recoup as much energy as I could for the start of school the next day. I didn't even lay out my 1st day outfit.
School began with all of the force that comes with a new year--lots of excited kiddos and happy parents. Hackley has been amazing and accommodating for me. After an unsuccessful walk up the hill because of my sore feet, one brief email secured me a parking pass. My colleagues agreed to meet in the Lower School for our department meetings so that I don't have to walk across campus. The Lower School chef checks on me everyday to make sure there is something soft enough for me to eat. It's an amazing community. I feel lucky to be a part of it.
On another note, thank you to everyone who reached out to join me for my appointments. They are all covered! I am excited for all of my visitors and friend-time! xoxo
School started for faculty and staff on Wednesday 8/28. We had meetings and professional development all day on Wednesday and Thursday. On Friday, I pushed myself to get as ready as I could be for school. That is to say, I was marginally ready. The bulletin board was finished, all the things on my walls were updated to the 2019-2020 school year... and that was about it. The piles of things that were supposed to disappear over the summer remained stacked in a corner.
Friday night, I finished in my office around 7pm. I was flat-out exhausted. I tossed a dress and a few other crucial items towards an open suitcase and vowed to wake up early the next morning to finish packing for Maine. We had to leave by 7:45am to catch our flight, so I was cutting it awfully close.
The biggest challenge that I faced in the morning was packing all of my prescription meds. I have multiple ointments for the rash on my chest and back, and to care for post-radiation skin. I also have a mouthwash that numbs the sores in my inflamed mouth and allows me to actually eat something. None of these things are under 3oz. In the end, I found solutions, but I was definitely more stressed out than I wanted to be.
All of the stress totally melted away when we arrived in Portland, ME and saw our charming B&B (that housed 4 other sets of friends, including Kelly & Richard). Catching up with my UVa buds was awesome. Meeting Charlie Ott was a true highlight--he is quite possibly the friendliest 6-month-old I've ever met. (I would let him spit-up on me any day! He does it with a smile.) Spending time with this group of wonderful people completely filled me up with joy, and I could not have cared less about my stupid symptoms.
The wedding itself was unbelievably stunning. I cried a bunch of happy tears for Steph & Shallard. (And, Catherine poked fun at me for it--some things never change.)
We arrived home, and I promptly fell asleep for a few hours. I had definitely pushed myself and needed rest. (Also, my feet and hands had developed the dang sores that they had warned me about.) I tried to recoup as much energy as I could for the start of school the next day. I didn't even lay out my 1st day outfit.
School began with all of the force that comes with a new year--lots of excited kiddos and happy parents. Hackley has been amazing and accommodating for me. After an unsuccessful walk up the hill because of my sore feet, one brief email secured me a parking pass. My colleagues agreed to meet in the Lower School for our department meetings so that I don't have to walk across campus. The Lower School chef checks on me everyday to make sure there is something soft enough for me to eat. It's an amazing community. I feel lucky to be a part of it.
On another note, thank you to everyone who reached out to join me for my appointments. They are all covered! I am excited for all of my visitors and friend-time! xoxo
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