Day 159 - Maybe Cowbell Will Help (65 Days Left)

I apparently got punished for skipping skool on Friday night by waking up Saturday morning with a dry throat - the beginnings of a scratchy throat, which is the beginnings of a sore throat, and that could lead to a full blown cold, bronchitis, or other nasty things I don't even want to think about.
I ended up going to clinic and doing my shift. I had one client, one student exchange, and then a repeat client: WGH. I got through the shift on cough drops and water. Afterward, WGH and I just "happened" to go by Sonic and have some tator tots and a vanilla malt...oh and a sammich, too. But nothing else on the menu matters to me besides the tator tots and vanilla malt.
Anyway, after the feast on Sonic while sitting in the commuter car, I fell asleep on the way home. Upon arrival at home, I took a peppermint and euchalyptus bath. And then fell asleep.
On Sunday, WGH went to the store and got me a neti-pot, which I found weird, but have gotten used to it and now want to use it about every hour. However, I think that may be overkill. I got done the things I needed to do and rested when I needed to as well.
However, Monday came on like a slap in the face. I wasn't all that congested when I woke up so I thought I was getting better. However, after being at the J-O-B, I was feeling rather miserable and after torturing myself for over six hours at the J-O-B, I finally went home, crawled into bed, and slept for two hours.
When I woke up, I checked my temperature and it said 99.0 degrees, so I knew that when I went to school, I wouldn't be able to receive any bodywork with any kind of fever, but knew that I needed to get to school just because of the hours policy. Plus, it was the first night of this class and I like to see who the teacher is and get a feel for how the class is going to go.
Apparently, though, I wasn't the only one in my class not feeling well. Several - and I mean several - stayed home because they were sick. Oddly enough, all the symptoms seem to be earily similar. Maybe we all got the same bug? Who knows? At any rate, I went like a masochistic pony in a glue factory.
When I arrived at class, I saw that the teacher was someone whom I've known as a TA for all this time. She hasn't been one of my class' regular TA's, but one I've seen around a lot. She seemed rather aloof when I've seen her around, but after tonight's class, I think I've figured out that she's just shy.
We did our introductions and then an exercise in draping, opening, and closings, and then began bodywork. I worked on my partner, and then since I couldn't get any work done, I signed myself out and came home.
Now that I'm home, I'm wondering if I need more cowbell or more neti-pot to help with this fever.

A First or Two

For the first time, WGH came to clinic and not just dropped me off to pick me up later, but came later and I gave him a massage in "my" environment - student clinic, which is supposed to simulate a spa with "real" clients and such. He was last client of my shift and I have to say that I liked that. I didn't feel rushed like my client has to get out and go home or I have to get going because of time constraints or whatever.
Also, when giving out clients, our TA asked if of the therapists (student therapists) had cubicles side by side. I mentioned that the cubicle next to me was empty, so another student and I were assigned a mother and daughter, whom we could open up the curtain so they could be together. The other student and I agreed that it was a pretty cool experience doing that - tandem massages.

After my clinic shift, I was starving, so WGH and I decided to go check out the Sonic that we've just heard about recently. After a crispy chicken sammich, tator tots, and a vanilla malt, I was in a full food coma. Ahhhh.

Day 129 - Could I Get An Extension?

In tonight's Anatomy class, we studied the extensor muscles in the back. As a Massage Therapist, it will be imperative for me to know these muscles, as these are the areas that seem to give people the most problems. And why I'm here to help.
I think I could almost geek out on this anatomy stuff sometimes.
Then other times...nope!
On a "life" note, I would probably consider myself a fast food snob. My idea of "fast food" is Panera Bread, California Tortilla, or maybe even Arby's and get a Market Fresh sammich. I haven't been to the Golden Arches for a lunch or dinner sandwich in years. Now, their breakfasts...well, I'll just say that I could pretty much scarf those down, but if there's a Panera around, that's going to win in my book, hands down!
However, let's talk about Sonic. Here in Frederick County, we see commercials for Sonic, but there's no Sonic within an hour's radius to us, that I know of. I do love me some Sonic sammiches and especially their tator tots and vanilla malts.
Well, one of my friends from class mentioned that he thought there was a Sonic within a five minute drive of the school.
My mouth started watering, just thinking about it.
After class let out, I drove over to where he said it was, but it wasn't there. But my watering mouth was still there. And there happened to be Hardee's, Taco Bell, Golden Arches, KFC, and Wendy's around there, too, where the Sonic was supposed to be.
So you know what I did?
After pulling into KFC's drive-through to find it already closed, I pulled into Wendy's drive through and got a chicken club. And it was delicious. No fries or drink. Just the sammich.
Why are you telling us this, Stacy?
I've actually forgotten the last time I ate at Wendy's. I think it's been years as well for them. And BK. And Hardee's. Years!
I hope that this was my "fast food" fix for awhile. Well, at least until Sonic comes to town.