zeptember

On March 26, I saw an ad for a preschool right in my own town, so I applied to it. The very same day, I got a call back and was asked to interview.

Five days later, I had my interview. It went well, and I was asked back for second round interview. I went back two days later and found out that I’d already landed the job, and the second round was really just the beginning of orientation! I was asked if I could stick around and observe daily procedure. I totally stuck around. They gave me the okay to leave around 1pm. I got the impression that I was needed more than anything to fill in, rather than observe, since they’re so short staffed. I allowed myself to be taken advantage of because seriously, I wanted to give them a thorough once-over as well. I was interviewing them as much as they were interviewing me after the daycare hellhole I’d worked in last spring.

The endometriosis pain set in on that same day, but I stuck it out. The pain was a 6 on the pain scale.

I was asked to come back the next day as well, to observe early morning routine. This had me a bit panicked, since I was worried that the pain would be unbearable on the second day of my cycle. I didn’t want them to see me at my worst before I’d officially started the job!!
But I went. I observed from 8:30am - 11am. Thankfully, the pain and such did not ramp up until 20 minutes before the scheduled end of my observation day.

They wanted me to return on Monday to start a college-level refresher course on Early Childhood Education. Because they have hired me, this course costs less than it would at university, and it’s done over one week instead of one semester. I totally leapt at the opportunity, because once I have my ECE units, I’m golden for being hired elsewhere in California - I no longer have to solely rely upon my out-of-state college transcripts, which many California schools don’t honour.

I went home and was bedridden from the pain on Friday and for about half of Saturday. I only had mild pain on Sunday, which had me worried once again, because normally, I’m bedridden for two solid days at the very least. In the past two years, it’s been 3-4 days actually.

Got up this morning, felt only minor pain, nothing else. So I went to school.

The pain and such didn’t ramp up again until 1pm, right after I’d eaten lunch. The food I’d eaten was on my “approved foods” list, so I’m puzzled as to whether it was food that set off the pain and simulated sugar crash, or whether my body would have just gone that route anyway due to whack hormones or what.
I popped half a Tylenol 3 and stayed in school. I was a bit loopy for awhile but managed.

Class let out at quarter to five. I return to school tomorrow, bright and early.

My first official day on the job, as a full-time assistant pre-kindergarten teacher, begins on Monday, April 13th.

Eventually, I’ll be a head teacher again. Gotta work my way back up the ladder after having been away from the field for 13 years. Somehow I don’t think it will take too long for me.

Yay!