This week is crammed with stuff to complete. I have research papers to grade, some earlier assignments to complete that haven't been returned, and many things I have to send via email to students.
My students are great! I truly enjoy teaching them, so it's natural that, as the semester winds down, I feel sad a little bit. That seems so crazy, though, since one would think that since I am finally able to live with my husband in a few weeks, I'd be ecstatic. Well, I AM ecstatic about that, of course, but just sad that I don't know when I'll be teaching again. Will it be a new job? An old job done online? A completely different job? I don't know what the future holds. I only know that I will be out this semester on medical leave, and I appreciate the job that provides the means for me to do this. I need to learn how to cope with my Multiple Sclerosis better, learn how to deal with my emphysema, if I do actually have it, and if I don't, to learn to deal with my sleep apnea, if that's what I have instead. I'll need a whole new set of doctors, but in Boston, that won't be hard to find. I did like my old doctors, though. They were nice. One thing I am absolutely going to commit myself to, is to lose at least 50 lbs. That may help with a variety of ailments I have, and it certainly will make me healthier and feel better. So, there, I said it, and committed myself. I certainly have a horrible "before" picture that won't see the light of day until my "AFTER" picture is fabulous.
Anyway, I am going to miss all of you students very, very much. I didn't really think this part would bother me, but I think it's the part that I most enjoy: interacting with them all both intellectually and interpersonally.
