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My students call me Professor G. I am in my fifth year as an English language and literature professor at the University level and I honestly love my job. I teach: Remedial English, English Composition, Research & Writing, World Lit. I: Short Stories & the Novel, World Lit. II: Poetry & Drama, and Spanish I (just for some extra flavor). This semester, Spring 2012, I am trying a new tactic with my three sections of ENG 120: English Composition--I will not lecture. I am defining a lecture as me, the professor, monologuing (with or without visual aids and notes) for more than 10 minutes. Follow my journey as I chronicle the successes and failures as I experiment with taking the lecture out of the classroom.

Monday, February 1, 2010

Snowy Weekend

A few medical professionals and a number of people who suffer from Fibromyalgia have posited that the weather has an effect on the symptoms--ie: winters are worse, etc. While I'm not entirely sure that there is a correlation, I was just as happy about the 6 inches of snow we got this weekend as the kids I saw out sledding in it yesterday!

I did not mean to abandon you during the weekend, but things were a little chaotic, as Saturday morning was the MSP Polar Bear Plunge. Because of the snow, arctic temperatures, and number of people collapsing after the 2pm Plunge, the Johns Hopkins Medical Team canceled the 3pm Plunge, much to my dismay. I still danced around in the snow in my bikini, but it's just not quite the same as shivering in excruciating pain after exiting the icy (polluted) waters of the Chesapeake Bay. Regardless, the Plungers raised over $3 million for the Maryland Special Olympics.

A couple of interesting Fibro issues to note:
First, while I have not been particularly exhausted physically the last three days, I am incredibly tender to the touch everywhere. Not unbearable, but certainly one of my least favorite symptoms. Second, I'm falling asleep pretty easily and pretty early, but I'm waking up (routinely) 6 or 7 hours after I go to sleep, and sleeping fitfully after that initial wake-up. For example, last night I went to sleep around 11pm (was watching the Grammy's and reading), and woke up at 6am. I tossed and turned my way until the alarm went off at 8:30, by which time I was MORE than happy to get up out of bed--until I realized how cold it is!

I, by the way, am watching icicles and snow melt on my porch as I write this. Oooh, coffee is done. Well, that's all for now!

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