My students rocked the LEAP (our state standardized test)! Even better than simply passing with Basic, many of them scored Mastery in Math, and a couple scored Advanced! They came a loooong way!!
Science grades were good, but not quite as good, which is not surprising because they have to pass math to pass the grade, so I spend a lot more time on that.
Anyway, my personal goal this year was to boost my high achievers since last year my data showed that I did a better job with the lower students. This year, I did what I set out to do! I don’t want to hold my high kids back because there are so many that are below-level. I’m hoping to do an even better job of it next year. Woo-hoo! Now I can relax and enjoy my summer!
Vera just tried to put a necklace into my friend B’s cleavage, and when B stopped her, she said, “But I want to put it in that cut!”
Poor baby has never seen cleavage up close. (And if genetics has anything to do with it, she won’t get to see any attached to her body either).
Wes never knows what he wants to eat (at any restaurant) until the last minute. He often lets the server pick their favorite dish and surprise him. Sometimes, this ends in disaster. Today, we drove through McDonald’s after Vera’s dress rehearsal. Wes’ indecision coupled with his “high-pressure” drive-through anxiety resulted in his ordering a ranch BLT just now; which is a decision he immediately regretted. I can’t wait to hear the reviews after we eat.
Long story short: I just finished getting a blood transfusion.
I apparently lost a good deal of blood yesterday, but things seemed to be under control. However, all day today, people kept telling me that I looked pale, especially while sleeping. I felt ok. i thought I was just tired from nursing last night. Around 8:00ish, I started to get a little dizzy, but again, I attributed that to lack of sleep. Finally, my dad came by the hospital and asked the nurse if they’d done a blood count on me. They hadn’t, because apparently that’s not routinely done unless something is suspicious. The nurse called the dr on call who ordered the test. My H&H were 5 and 14 respectively, which are apparently really low levels. The dr on call ordered 3 units of blood for me. Crazy!! Anyway, I have never has to get a blood transfusion before, and really up until my dad’s concerned face all evening, I didn’t really think anything was seriously wrong. I was a little scared, but I just finished my 3rd unit, and although it’s 3 in the morning and I haven’t gotten more than 45 straight minutes of sleep in 2 days, I feel a lot better!
Trying to deal with cluster-feeding while one arm is hooked up to a BP machine and the other to an iv is no fun, but I am thankful that all went well, and I’m certainly thankful to have a Dr for a dad.
Wesley just ate and I am exhausted. Waiting for 3:30 to take meds and hopefully I can pass out and sleep until 6:00. God knows I need it!
I think Wes was pretty shaken up by the whole thing, but he is sleeping peacefully now too just like is son.
Good night/morning tumblr!