I am fortunate....

Today has to have been one of the oddest days I have had in a long time. Let me give you a little background information...

Because of the economy being down (understatement) Club Car did away with 2nd shift and now has 1st shift employees on a rotation for 2nd shift hours one out of every 6 weeks. That means that Darrel doesn't get home until after bed time and we are here in the ghetto in the dark and me literally praying to God that he will come home soon. Needless to say I don't attempt to go to sleep until he is close to home and I have my phone preset to 911 in case something comes up.

Secondly, I currently have all of my treatment classes this semester which means I have to make at least 80% or above on every assignment or I have to undergo remediation (even though my grade does not change). I was unfortunate to have made below an 80 on my second test in adult evaluation and am studying to retake it on a week when I am responsible for just about everything morning to night. So just a bit of stress.

Last night Sara didn't sleep well (even though I was able to get her in bed and asleep before 9 which is a miracle in and of itself...but that is another topic for another time of venting) and I was up off and on all night playing musical beds.

So this afternoon my Dept Chair called me in her office. She asked if everything was ok. I said it was and she didn't believe me. So then I started telling her that I was just overwhelmed by everything and have been in a little funk, if you will, for the past couple of weeks. She said she could tell. Anyway this all occurred because I didn't joyfully say "Hi Dr Bradley" this morning and only said good morning. My reasoning was because she was with other faculty and I was running late (as usual) to my class.

Then I was called into another faculty members office but this time it was to get a heads up on my test that I have to retake. Instead of being 25 multiple choice questions it is 2 multiple choice and the remainder short answer/essay. Lovely:) I just smiled and said Thank you Dr.

Lastly, as I was finishing with my pediatric patient this afternoon another faculty member stopped me and asked if I was ok. So I had to give a short version of what I told the Dept Chair and reassure everyone that I AM OK!!!

My reasoning for the title of this entry is that I am glad that others care. As weird as it was that everyone asked me how I was, I truly feel as if it was an answer to a prayer to make me feel comforted. I know that other people are genuinely nice and take time to check on others. That is what we are taught to do. I am grateful to have other people take an interest in me and my well being. I feel as if my 'funk' is going away and I can be relieved that as long as I am trying my best and doing something to serve others then I to will be strengthened and edified.