1. I think it's a sure sign that I'm out of the blogging groove if seven quick takes sounds like too many.
2. Last week I was thinking, "I should close down the blog. I'm not going to have time to write. It will just be a distraction. My students will find it eventually and I don't want that to happen." And then I remembered that the whole reason I started this blog seven years ago (!) was to write quick and easy posts documenting life with the kids. After that I remembered how fun it is to revisit those early posts, full of things I would never have been able to recall on my own. So. Onward.
3. Back in July I applied for life insurance. I was disgruntled when my bloodwork results kicked me into a higher risk category: one of my liver numbers was elevated. Harrumph, I thought, it was the Kahlua I drank while I was working on those stupid photo albums. I'm a one-drink-a-month kind of drinker and I had two a night for a week. I'll get it retested and then I can go back in the low-risk category where I belong.
Now I have two liver numbers that are elevated: AST and GGT.
4. But I am not letting my imagination run away with me, she said virtuously. Not at all. I'm going to see a gastroenterologist on the 17th. Say a prayer?
5. Stella has been interested in dance for a while now, but after calling around in the summer and determining that every little girl dance class in town was inconvenient for one reason or another, I decided guiltily to let it slide for another semester. But! Then! At our downtown arts festival I came across a table for a ballet studio that's right in my neighborhood, offering classes that fit into our crazypants fall schedule. She started yesterday and OH OH OH the cuteness. So glad it worked out after all.
6. Do you happen to remember all my stress and angst about getting my grad school research projects published? Rejections, a withdrawal, revising until I was weary of the sound of my own voice? Well. Both of those projects were accepted for publication this summer-- one in June and one in August. The timing couldn't be better -- it means I am in good shape for my first year on the tenure track.
Maybe one day I will learn to trust God's timing, you think?
7. The semester is going well, I think, but I have a boatload of grading to do this weekend. Prepping a class is a bit like childbirth-- the way you think afterward, "Oh, it wasn't that bad," and then you get into the middle of it again and you realize it was that bad and then some.
Hey, look at that-- I made it to 7. More quick takes at Jen's.
I made the IDENTICAL childbirth comparison the last time I posted. Bad blogger!
Posted by: Jamie | September 06, 2013 at 09:02 PM
O please please please don't quit blogging! Too many people already did. Sigh...
I'll pray about your appointment. And oh, how lovely that your daughter is taking ballet lessons!
Posted by: Lilian | September 07, 2013 at 01:36 PM
See-- it must REALLY be like childbirth on some visceral level, because you come back to the same comparison :)
Yay for a new post! Don't quit - we'll wait, and you'll always have however many posts you put up.
Posted by: mandamum | September 07, 2013 at 05:18 PM
#3) I got on this train two years ago. Applied for life insurance and came back with elevated liver numbers.
If your elevations are mild, don't expect anything to be medically resolved anytime soon. Expect to have a lot of bloodwork done and the doctors to explain that it is hard to say why it is happening and the myriad of things it could be, but it doesn't merit invasive procedures which would settle the question but does merit monitoring. So you'll have your levels checked on a regular basis and watch the numbers go up and down. And expect to pay through the nose for the life insurance. :)
It's hard to be in that suspended place. I might have some terrible liver disease or I might not. I'll know in 5-10 years. :/
Posted by: Jenny | September 11, 2013 at 10:49 AM