Life at the Academy

I went to the doctor today because I was having some tooth pain which I was sure was caused by a sinus infection.  There are lots of things I don’t like about my doctor, but the one thing I do like is she actually tries to talk to you to see what’s going on in your life.  So, when she asked me how I was doing, the only answer I could come up with was, “Amazingly well.”  It hasn’t been the best 8 months of my life.  My uncle died of lung cancer.  My dad was diagnosed with prostate cancer.   My grandma (their mother) died two days after my dad’s surgery.  I had to drive with Doodles to Iowa and back for the funeral that I knew my dad couldn’t be at.  I was diagnosed with an ulcer (no surprise there).  My sister-in-law had her baby at 27 weeks.  My nephew then had to undergo 2 surgeries on his brain.  Boxman traveled for basically 3 months straight.  I have been getting Doodles ready to go to high school after homeschooling her for 8 years which has left me worrying about a variety of things ranging from testing out of algebra to buying the right school uniforms.   Those are just the highlights.    There was a time I don’t think I could have handled all that in such a short amount of time.  Anxiety would have kicked in.  I would have crawled into the hermit hole and hid out until I was ready to deal with the world.  This time, I just kept going.  And I’m doing amazingly well.