Maia … cute little dog, in a flurry of happy singing and dog talk spit out a meow-like sound. MR now has a cat? Very funny. On Thursday, I went over to MR’s and watch Van Helsing. At the end of the evening, Maia ran around near me and was feverishly barking. I didn’t understand, but MR figured out that she needed to attack Kirby (the vacuum). After biting him several times, pulling on his soft tissue bag, she was satisfied.
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My Mum tore up her knees a bit. The doctor said that she would likely now need orthoscopic surgery and later knee replacement. She is moving along now on crutches. She is in some pain, but now has faster-acting pain meds.
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I relented and ate lunch with three students who continually asked to eat with me. After being with them, I think that they wanted to be “important” and also have greater opportunities to talk, unlike in the lunchroom. Their conversations were generally complaining about parents – eventually focusing on snoring. One of them had more “drunk adult” stories than the rest. I made no note of it save mental notes. It is a strange business … keeping some secrets, divulging more critical ones – where the person would be better discussing it with a case manager or if another student might suffer. Here, there was nothing to discuss or share with anyone.
[note: no names provided here?]
[note: no names provided here?]
