It's been awhile since I last updated. School started a few weeks ago and I had been doing well student teaching. I'm now in a kindergarten Cantonese immersion classroom with 22 cute little ones, and 24 for during English time. I feel very tired after each day of teaching, but I always come home with new experiences and memories for the day. Some days are better than others, but I don't ever regret going into student teach. My master teacher is a wonderful woman with a caring heart-she always makes sure I am doing well and communicates with me. She is also very accommodating and makes sure I am comfortable and doing what I need to do.
Then the nightmare started. Last week, I woke up with a sore back. Then it escalated to a stiff back. I went to see a nurse at school clinic and they wrote me some pain meds. I went to student teach on Friday morning but was sent back home after my teacher saw the condition I was in. I was also very torn because I had signed up for a first aid training session but I had gotten my money back. That night, I was in extreme pain and had to go to the emergency room. I called my friend who then quickly drove to my home and drove my mom and I there. I was crying and in immense pain, pain I had never felt in my life before. I was seen in the ER pretty much immediately after two paramedics helped me hop inside since there were no wheelchairs available at the moment. A nurse saw me soon after I did registration and given an IV and later pain meds. My mom and friend came in afterwards and a doctor also came into look at my condition. I was diagnosed with muscle spasm although it could possibly be Sciatica. My doctor was pretty young and I got the feeling he was trying to lighten the situation but it just made him seem a little unprofessional. I was asked to give a urine sample-that took a long time because I had trouble maneuvering in the restroom. Afterwards when I came out I was extremely nauseous and passed out. My friend said I turned green while my mom said I turned white. I woke up an hour or two later with a oxygen mask and more IVs hooked p to my body. While I was in and out of consciousness I could hear my mom crying. My friend had left earlier so my mom and I caught a cab home around 3am. By the time I got home I was very out of it, and I was pretty much spoon fed some food before passing out on my bed.
Saturday passed by and I was still in a lot of pain.... Sunday afternoon I could no longer hold it in anymore and another friend drove and picked me up to go to ER again. I was seen almost right away but I had a med student attend to me. I knew she was like me, a student doctor and I did not want to give her any pressure but she really did not know what she was doing. I was poked a few times to insert and IV and that was unsuccessful so I was given a shot instead. I had a real doctor come in and she confirmed I had Sciatica and it could take a few days to weeks to get better. It has been about 5 days since my first ER visit but I am slowly losing track of time. I am home all day, often laying down or just watching some random video online to kill time because I am in great pain, and often sleepy and/or nauseous most of the time.
I have missed 4 days of student teaching now, and I really miss the kids I work with. I wonder what they are learning for the day? I wonder if they are getting along with each other? I wonder if they miss me? I wonder if they remember me? I know I will get back into the classroom soon enough, but I am miserable at home doing practically nothing. I miss the freedom of going outside, the sound of kids speaking Chinese, drinking coffee, even riding the Muni bus. I just hope all this pass soon enough so I can get back to finishing my teaching credential.
I can kind of walk and stand but the pain in my leg is still unbelievably painful. I've been through other things and I know I will get through this, but I just hope it will be sooner than later.
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