When Your Exhaustion is Exhausted…

Dear Reader:

I started out overstretched and never snapped back in place yesterday!

First thing my exercise trainer came for me… and we threw light round balls back and forth continuously so by the time I returned the long aisles back to my room…I was pooped, medicine was waiting on me, then several different aides bringing different check tests updates, then my RN and changing bandages.

For the first time I was feeling some pain in my chest that was uncomfortable and continued to be … then my chaplain came by, nice guy, for his weekly hourly session with me…. and the day and early evening continued with discomfort continuing…. finally… thank goodness… my exhaustion won out and I fell asleep.

Awoke to just a dull reminder of yesterday…. much better.

Looking forward to a fun weekend and feeling like my old self.

It wasn’t until I went to check the blog this morning that it dawned on me ….I never wrote it! ? ? ?

Promise to get back on track tomorrow!

” I think I can” ….

Until Manama!

About Becky Dingle

I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my grandmother’s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also taught at the College of Charleston. For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy matched Rudyard Kipling’s quote: “If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.” Today I still spread this message through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret of success in teaching social studies is always in the story. I want to keep learning and being surprised by life…it is the greatest teacher. Like Kermit said, “When you’re green you grow, when you’re ripe you rot.”
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