On being a Teacher, a Daughter, Getting sick and Everything in between. (All in Random)

When I first entered St. Mary's Academy Pasay as a Teacher, I was a completely different person. Though I knew two from my faculty mates, I still kept to myself. I didn't talk much. I didn't even ask questions. I just sat there minding my own business. It took me awhile before I actually tried to interact with my co-teachers. The problem is not really because they're not approachable, because they are. The problem lies within me. Before I went to SMA. I already closed myself from befriending other people because I'm simply tired of it. I wanted no one but my own company. But as I observed them each day, I thought that I wanted to be a part of it all. Of their family. So I allowed myself to be open to them. To talk and to laugh and to just share myself. And it was fun. IT IS FUN! They were like the pills that take my anger and stress away after a long school day. They were one of the reasons why I wake up everyday and go to school. 

Last Tuesday night, I got sick. I didn't know the reason because I was okay when I got home. I even slept feeling hot so I didn't use my blanket. But I woke up around 1 am convulsing because I was feeling cold. That was the first time that it happened to me. I was so scared so I woke my dad and my mom up. They did everything for me to feel alright. I was like a little child again being nursed by my ever loving parents. I felt dramatic that time because I saw how my mom and dad love me and what I give them is my indifference. It took me an hour and a half to stop shaking and fell asleep. I was advised to stay home the next day and my parents did too. They took care of me the whole day. I felt blessed. It happened again the next night so I still couldn't go to school again. We went to the doctor to ask what's wrong with me. They had me under CBC. (It's when they steal your blood to detect how many RBC, WBC, hemoglobin, platelet count, etc. you have) Thank goodness I'm Superwoman and I'm not afraid of needles and stuff! My doctor advised me that I should rest so that meant that I should stay home for the week. And since I'm Superwoman - a good heroine, (I'm not a rule breaker ever since birth) I listened to the doctor and stayed home. We would have to monitor my platelet count since there's an outbreak of dengue to make sure that I don't have. And thank God! I don't.

I felt bored at home doing nothing. I was not allowed to surf the net, I was not allowed to text, I was not allowed to watch tv, and for the love of myself - I was not even allowed to read a book! Every now and then, I thought of my work mates and of my students. I thought of the things that I should be done doing by now. I thought of the outside world which I miss so much!


Now going back to being a teacher in SMA, I was deeply touched with my faculty mates. The thought of them missing me is something that I'll always keep in my memory bag. Of course, another thing that makes me happy is the thought that I'm being missed by my students as well. 


It's annoying, me getting sick, but I'm thankful that I'm being missed by those people whom I also miss. I'm thankful that God didn't allow such worse things (dengue) to happen to me. When I get back to school, it will be as if I didn't get sick at all. :)