Being sick is the pits...but reveals lots...

I have just spent most of the last four days in the horizontal position (aka lying down) because I have not had nausea such as that since before I hit the double digits in age. Now I don't throw up easily - and I didn't throw up this time either (though i definately wanted to!) but I was so sick Saturday i could barely find my way to the bathroom. Sunday was spent with much of the same activity...ie doing nothing - in the hope that by Monday I would be on my way to recovery. My body had other ideas. I taught my first three classes Monday morning and my body decided that I had had enough. I knew I was sick when even the small task of finding subs for my classes almost put me in tears. Yes I was sick - and no - the world wouldn't fall apart if I did not teach. I took Tuesday off too (and thanks to the people who substituted for me!) and finally feel more human today. But boy did those kids challenge me this afternoon - it was like they thought that since I was sick for two days they might get away with a lot more - or I might have forgotten how to teach. I spent more time dealing with discipline issues than I did teaching. And it was hard - because I was still not feeling great - and now I had to deal with not only my rebellious body - but also my rebellious students. Sigh. It is very interesting for me to see how we all (teachers and students) can excuse ourselves and our behaviour by blaming other people, our bodies, or circumstances - especially when in reality it is about our wills battling against everyone elses. Hmmm...I do wish that our worst enemy was not our deceitful hearts - especially because it is our hearts that make us blind to what we are actually doing. Small rant.
Just letting you know what is up..
\manda