Not so fast, Mr. Burgam!

A bit of bad news came my way last week. While playing tennis I tore my Achilles’ tendon and had surgery to repair it last Thursday. But the thing to remember here is that I do still live in paradise. So even being confined to the couch for the next two to three weeks isn’t really all that bad. The view is still spectacular. The weather is still warm. The pain is, thankfully, minimal. The worst of it will be the cabin fever and coping with a cast (or a series of casts) over the next ten or eleven weeks. I will practice patience, gratitude and living one day at a time.

I did decide to drop the reading course (TE846) until the summer semester as my limited mobility and the effects of the pain meds have seriously cut into my ability to get all my classwork finished in a timely fashion. Besides that and the fact that I am on crutches now, not a whole lot has changed for me. For now, Angie has taken over the cooking and cleaning. But, once I am ambulatory again, I hope to resume my previous status as master of the house.

And once the leg heals, I should be back out on the courts, better than ever.


Out Where a Friend is a Friend

As Gene Autry most famously sang, I’m back in the saddle again!

I have returned for another semester of fun and merriment with two more online classes through MSU’s MAET program. Actually, one of the classes is a reading course required by the State of Michigan to regain my certification (TE 846: Accommodating Differences in Literacy Learners), and the other is a required class in the MAET program (CEP 800: Psychology of Learning in School and Other Settings). In spite of the “required” nature of both, I am looking forward to learning a lot in each of them.

Well, since class has already begun, I suppose I should quit editing this blog and pay attention to what the instructors have to say. In any case, dear reader, fear not. “I came through and I shall return.” (Douglas MacArthur, right? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller?)

By the way, I found the cheese. Isn’t it funny how things always turn up in the last place you look for them? </wink>