The Class
My first couple of weeks at ACI were really good.
I’ve met some great people,
learned a shit-load of awesome information
and even received an “A” on my first exam. I love the hands-on learning, which so far, has included
- How to take a patient’s vitals
- How to put a matrix band on a tofflemire
- How to identify dozens of dental instruments (dozens more to learn)
- How to mix dental materials
- How to make a temporary crown
The Kid
As for keeping my kid alive, this is my blanket phrase for keeping on top of all things pertaining to 12-year-old boys – his hygiene, health, school work, social and emotional well being, chores, medical appointments, orthodontist appointments, clean laundry, food – lots of food – lots and lots of food. You get the idea.
I did okay for the most part. I got him to his appointments, cleaned and de-tangled his hair (yes, that’s a process and not much fun for either of us).
He has clean clothes for the week despite the fact our dryer is broken. I took him to his first piano lesson. And he tried a bite of pear for the first time. (Yes that’s a big thing for him.) I do owe him $10 now, however. But since he has an extremely limited diet, it’s so worth it. (seriously, he’s seen a nutritionist, gastroenterologist, occupational therapist, physical therapist, allergist, psychologist and we still don’t fully understand his eating issues. So I’ve stopped dragging him to all the specialists and just encourage (and bribe and pay) him to try new foods.
The Book
Unfortunately, I didn’t make much progress in my writing. I’m working on a short story which will be released this year as part of an anthology, and while we’re not sharing all the details just yet, I can tell you it involves a sweet-spirited Black-belt who crosses paths and (trades punches) with a very sexy soldier.
I do keep the story’s music playlist on repeat play, however, so hopefully it’ll help me get those words onto my pages.
As for me, I managed to hug my kids, kiss my grand-kids, visit my mom, attend my writing group meeting and fit in a few half-mile walks. But the one area in which I’ve done terribly (and I know you’re all going to yell at me) is getting enough sleep. One night last week (on a school night, no less) I only slept for one hour. I will try to manage my time better this week, though.
I’ll keep you updated.
Listen to the playlist for my upcoming story, A Stranger’s Kiss.
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