i woke up this morning and felt my face.
it was soft.
i was reminded of the face of this old woman i saw yesterday, it was smooth, and looked like it would feel soft.
of course my face doesn't have any major wrinkles yet.
but a frightening thought occurred to me.
what if i wake up fifty years from now in the same bed in the same manner having done nothing? what is the point? WHY grow old? WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY?!
just another of those frightening thoughts that occur around this time. so today i called the number i had found on my insurance's website for the shrink who has an office close to where i work.
ps, i heard on the radio yesterday that "the monday before the 24th of january" is the most depressing day of the year (some guy in the UK did some research). for me, no. but it wasn't a great day either. it was better than today (no kids, half day)...
today one of my student's moms came to talk to me. it was about something that happened on the playground last week (for which, conveniently, i was not present). skipping the details, she wanted to know if her son really was involved, so if he was and if he was lying to her, she could continue with his punishment. but she told me some of the things that she said to him: le digo, no puedes ver la televisión, no te compro libros por el book order, te quito la ropa ante tus amigos...
huh? should i be concerned, or is this a common disciplinary practice among (let's be honest folks: less educated, working class) mexican mothers?
maybe that's why the student said something to me a while ago about his life being so terrible.
oh, and pps (post-post-script): found out today that i am officially fractured again.
the last time i was officially fractured was in october of 1998. too many miles on uneven ground and my tib/fib cracked in two (not all the way, but it could have been... it was just a stress fracture but STILL! it hurt like HELL!)
today i went to the dentist. so one of my molars is FRACTURED. since it is my new dentist, the one my mom goes to and Mrs. S works for, and also in a very posh office, he put this camera in my mouth and i looked up at the flat-panel screen on the ceiling and saw that yes, indeed, my molar was fractured - and he even wiggled the moveable parts.
so two weeks from now... oh lord i have no idea what they'll have to do but it could be painful.
24.1.06
fractured again
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I also had to go to the dentist last month for some kind of fracture. Two hours sitting on that chair! But I had the precaution to ask the dr to inject me with as much anesthesia as it was legally possible, and he did: couldn't feel anything for the whole day!
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