Wensdee

IT's Back To School Night; I wanted to go, but I didn't. Someone worked on making a break schedule so that we can all try to get our assigned breaks, which are often missed, and I made a weird sign. I mean I just made ti haphazardly like an uncoordinated person would do it. It would've been easy to make it straight across, but I wanted to make it more fun and kooky by putting it on an angle curving. What I should've done was straight across but one up one down just centered. I wanted to redo it, but once I put on the glue stick it was stuck for good.  Hopefully, the teacher will fix it someday.

A kid said he loved me but later he said I was hideous. Good word! Sometimes some of the kids act like immature little brats. Another student called his classmate on the team a dummy using a very annoying whiny tone of voice. I think he must talk that way at home a lot because it seems to be his goto complaining voice. But I hope he outgrows it. I don't think that he even realizes how he sounds. I think he will learn in time that he will be more popular (a thing he definitely wishes for) when he becomes nicer and shows people respect instead of trying to win attention by being overly flirtatious and negging and bullying. I'm not sure how to teach someone respect except by earning theirs first and then teaching by example. But they have to be willing to listen first.

I worked with someone I hadn't helped before who is the brother of a student in my other class. He is very sweet and polite and tries to do work but I do not think he can read. I'm not sure of his overall cognitive ability because I don't get to see any testing scores, just what other people tell me.

Yesterday  I had my back injection appointment and I was very grateful that Steve could accompany me. It went well. I'm supposed to keep track of my pain levels for the next week and see if it is helping. Afterwards, Steve drove us to Outback Steakhouse where we've never been to while I slept in the back of the car. Now instead of taking 18 little pills a day, I am supposed to take 3 large pills a day. They slowly increased the dosage (called triation I learned) until I was up to a certain level of grams or milligrams. I'm not sure I have to look at the bottle.

I'm watching this show called Mr. Mercedes produced by Stephen King from his book. It's not horror but more cat and mouse, detective and killer.

Puerto Rico is in serious trouble after being devastated by Hurricane Maria. I hope they receive help soon they need it so much.

Peace.
I can and need to start daily yoga again. It's the way back to health and wellness. And more green juice. I know I am vegetable deprived!