Who Might This Be?

And when?

A really tough exam...

Today, for the first time in my teaching career, I gave an exam that sent a student to the hospital. What an exam!  In my third section, about halfway through the exam, a girl had a panic attack and I had to call the campus police and they called an ambulance.  The interesting thing is, this one is the easiest of the four exams we're gonna have this semester!

Scents of Belgium...

I'm staying in a hotel in Washington D.C., and no joke, the entire hotel smells like sewage.  It's a Sheraton, and I've stayed here every year, and it usually smells like someone blew up an air-freshener factory, but this time, the whole place smells like raw sewage.  I even checked out the other floors.  It's overpowering.  The front desk says they had some plumbing problems a few days ago, but no one has reported anything since then.  They say they can't smell it, but several other guests I've asked all said they can smell it strongly too. 

The scent is definitely reminiscent of Belgium, where the concept of "drain" is still under research and development.

How 'bout them horns?

To hear some really great music, get to a Google search screen, click on "Videos", then do a search for "Mormon Tabernacle Choir Full Orchestra".   Click on some of the more familiar and fast, inspirational ones, turn up the volume, sit back and be Wowed.   The clips with the Air Force Reserve band are the best.  Horns, horns and more horns.  I just LOVE music that's really horny.

Medical practice...

and practice, and practice some more until they get it right.  I've now been to five (count 'em, five) different doctors.  This last one, however, is the first one to openly and freely admit that medicine is mainly a trial and error proposition.  He is also the first one to tell me that he believes there is a 99% chance that his recommendations will alleviate my sore throat and hoarseness within three to four weeks.  We'll see.  I've already had it for eight weeks, so we'll see.

Okay, It's Over...

Finally, the unpleasant effects of the prednisone have worn off.  But I'm not quite back to 100% yet, either.  Got a flu shot yesterday (the state pays for professors to have one, so it's free), and my arm is so sore it feels like it's about to fall off.  Went to the dermatologist this morning, and those doctors like to freeze things off, so I've got some bandaids here and there.  And he also cut me to take a biopsy, too, so I've got a stitch that'll supposedly fall out shortly.  But at least the poison feels like it's out of my system at last.

This weekend is booked.  Next weekend is booked (D.C., teaching a class).  I've already got three weekends in November booked.  Busy, busy.