Aarrgghh
I have always been a loyal victim to migraine (Yes, migraine the stinking headache). But out of nowhere, last week, I woke up filling all dizzy and I thought there was an earthquake. When I know it wasnt, I forced myself to work coz I thought I was just sleepy. Until I reached the school and was ready to teach, as I look down on my students, I felt the whole room spinning and my students are all coming down to my rescue by holding me. I had to cut the day short. Turns out I had a bad case of vertigo (Its soo bad that I keep vomitting with in empty stomach). And so I had to rest the whole weekend. The following Monday started, there, the chaotic life of me begins.
The preschool thing was keeping me busy with all the Christmas celebration and preparing my kids to perfom with all the costumes and ordering some ginger bread cookies as my christmas gift for them. Not to mention it was all in the same week as the report card day, where I have to assess all of them and write the report for the whole class. It was followed by therapy for my autistic boy until around 8 ish, plus the urgent therapies meeting right after that which leads me coming home from work at 11 pm on a Monday night!!! Tuesday after the preschool teaching, had to stay at my dad's office to help with my friends booking tickets. (My friends being demanding and all told me they thought my staff was rude and I had to deal with all their personal needs of travelling, myself!!). Wednesday another therapy session. I had to move Friday's therapy session to Thursday coz I had a technical meeting on Friday. So Thursday another therapy session. Friday was the meeting for my cousin's wedding. He hired all of the cousins as the organizer and we had meeting with everybody, the MC, the decorator, sound manager, PIC for the wedding day from the restaurant, photographer, videographer and practically everybody. Got home at 9.30 and of course, hit the showers and straight to bed.
It has been a craaazyy crazzzy week for me. I was practically working my ass off, as if 24 hours a day is not enough. My sweet cozy home that I loved with all my heart has become a hotel room. I came home at night, too tired for dinner, took a shower and hit the bed straight away. Woke up in the morning, feeling like banging the alarm clock with hammer, walking like zombie to the toilet and then straight to work, and coming home late at night.
I need a break and Thank God. The holiday has started, holiday for school until next month and another week of therapy and I'm freeee!!!!! Going to be busy organizing my cousin's wedding but its all better compared to work.. for now!!
