a restless night

Last night Nicholas had to have surgery for a ruptured appendix. Sarah text messaged me through the night...which I appreciate but at the same time...ugh. I'm telling you, this policy class landed on the wrong day. Wednesday mornings just haven't been great for me so far. I have to be up at school early too to discuss disresptful students with Dr. Martin. I graded papers for 5 hours yesterday and was appalled by how many students used foul language. One student went so far as to also put as his answer "I don't feel the need to regurgitate what I know here," and "I'm tired of these 'what if' questions." Well tough, you are the student. And they don't even know that I read these and not their actual teacher. Who says that to a teacher?? Was he testing him to see if "he" reads them? Unreal. But Dr. Martin wants to confront those students, which I was happy to hear.
I went to Maryland over the weekend to see Kathy and her sister. Her sister got laid off and decided to move back to California, so I went to help pack. The drive to DC isn't too bad actually, so I'll have to go when it's spring. It was great to help someone who doesn't think you have alterior motives. And it was really great to see a friendly, familiar face. Dr. Parsons emailed me and told me she's worried about me too. I'm trying...I really am...I don't want to be depressed and let this all get to me. I should get going...