Oops! The price of getting behind

Last night I worked until 8, mainly on Globaloria. I had not kept up with my learning log. I have a feeling that many of my students have found themselves in the same situation.
I spent a lot of time finding the computer assignments I had typed up and reading students' blogs and emails to make sure I had matched the assignments and dates correctly. It was a pain.
I've resolved to stay up to date with my learning log. I need to put a procedure in place for myself!

Blogging for 6th Graders

In my last entry, I wanted to insert video of the song I referred to, "If Tomorrow Never Comes" by Garth Brooks. I searched youtube and couldn't find a version by Garth Brooks. That meant I had a few versions of the song, none of which were what I had in mind, that I needed to pick from. Since my target audience is my students, I tried to pick the version that they would be most likely to enjoy and understand. No easy feat considering it's a country song! Just a note on one of the many details bloggers have to/get to consider!

Mortality

On Tuesday, Mom called to tell me that Dad was in the ER at the Heart Hospital. I got there quickly and learned that the doctors thought he was in danger of having a heart attack.
My parents and I are very close. Dad is the picture of health. He's been very careful about his diet since we learned about the dangers of cholesterol (I guess that's been about 20 years) and is scrupulous about getting enough exercise each day. He hadn't been going on his daily walks with Mom and their sweet dog Hannah for the past month or so because of the terrible weather. Turns out that may have been a lifesaver!
The doctors fitted him with two stents (which look a lot like the fingertraps I've given my students for rewards). It seems that an artery that gets blood to the left chamber of his heart was more than 95% occluded. He was a ticking time bomb. Any stress could have dislodged the plaque or starved his heart of oxygen.
As it is, though, he is fine. His heart is not damaged at all. The stents are securing the plaque against the walls of the artery and opening up the artery so blood can get through.


There's an adage that "all's well that ends well." I have to disagree. Even as a fan of math, with its numbers and operations that lead to exact answers without thought to circumstances, I still have emotions. Seeing Dad in the hospital and knowing that he was so close to death is scary. I'm glad everything's OK now, but my family is still pretty shaken up.
Just another example of our mortality. My theme song for now is "If Tomorrow Never Comes."