cornerofmadness

So I get up at some ungodly hour to get to the sleep clinic. The doctor said I only slept two hours which wasn't long enough to say conclusively about anything. I need to go back in the winter once my deductible is met again. I do stop breathing but not enough (so they think) to qualify for the machine. He wants me to lose weight (naturally), don't take sleeping pills (i don't. I already don't breathe right. How dumb does he think I am?), don't drink (yeah sure) and don't sleep on my back. I explain that I have a) shoulder arthritis b) blinding positional headaches that are making sleeping on my side next to impossible.

So, I have to go get THAT checked out next.

at the school, I did meet both the new guys (well guy and gal) and liked her a little better this time. They seem to be content to let me lead the pack which is for the best. I'm a bitch that way. I like to be in charge. So I need to get the syllabus done and all that jazz. And now there's a new webct that I don't know how to use. Sigh. I hope I'm on the top of the list to learn.

And I took the extra class. More money for me, more students to torture teach.