MY Desk, Not Yours!

This semester I only have two classes on campus. One of the classes is in a lecture hall and the other is in the lab. I'm not sure if it was the first or second class, but I quickly realized the wooden seats KILLED my back. I don't remember who I talked to, but they suggested I go speak with Disability Services to see if they could get a seat cushion for the chair.

When I spoke to Disability Services, they said they did not have seat cushions, but they could put me at a desk and get me a soft chair by the next class. I was so surprised at how easy and accommodating they were! Sure enough, when I arrived at my class the next time, the desk and soft chair were there. Ahhh! I went home that night with no more additional back pain from sitting in that hard seat!

The next day, I arrived to find squeaky bitch in my chair. Now, let me take a moment to tell you about squeaky bitch. She's got that annoying "baby talk" voice and asks the most ridiculous questions EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. So, anyways, back to my point, I arrived to class to find her in my seat a good 20 minutes before class started. Hahh-rumph!

When my professor walked in, he gave me a weird look like "why is she sitting there" but I didn't say anything and I had hoped he would, but he didn't. I really didn't want to make a big deal about it in front of the class, so I bared through the class and told him after class was over that I didn't want to say anything to her, but could he please do so. He said he would and I left.

The next day, I came to class and she wasn't there before me so it wasn't that big of a deal.  I was worried it was going to be awkward with the professor having supposedly talked to her, but she came to class right before it started, so it was a non-issue.

I noticed my back was hurting a little bit from having to "tippy toe" my toes because I was a little too short for the chair, so I went to Disability Services before leaving campus Thursday to see if they could get me a foot rest. She said she wasn't sure they had anything, but she would take a look around to see what they had. I told her I really didn't care what it was, something as simple as a small wooden box that I could prop my feet on would be fine.

So, you can imagine my shock today when I get to class 20 minutes early to find squeaky bitch sitting in my soft chair at my desk using my foot rest! I was SO pissed. I didn't want to cause a scene, so I sat in one of the wooden chairs and waited for my professor to arrive. I wasn't willing to sit through the pain for an hour, because the last time I did that, I was in excruciating pain that whole night and I vowed to not do that to myself again.

Not long after I sat down, the guy behind us asked if I had wanted his seat. I told him thanks, but that I couldn't hear/see from all the way back there very well. I figured this would be her social cue to get the fuck up, but apparently she's a dumb squeaky bitch. (The reason he knew about my back was because the professor had asked him not to sit there either since he didn't have a disability and I had filed with Disability Services. It was really a non-issue with him, thankfully.)

A few minutes later, my back was already cramping up, so I got up and went to the back of the room to sit in a soft chair and wait for the professor. After I was sitting there for a few minutes, the guy got up and left without saying a word. I thought it was weird, but he came back a few minutes later. Meanwhile, the class was filling up and my blood pressure was rising because I had brought stuff in to study and I was so mad at her for not getting up!

No sooner did the guy come back and the professor walked in almost right behind him. When he got to the front of the class, he looked at her, and looked at me and nodded. I knew right then, the guy had gone to get the professor to tell her to move. HOW fucking nice was that?

The professor walked up to her and pointed at the handicap sticker on the table and told her to get up. I am not sure every thing he said, but apparently others could hear it too because several people looked my way, which was kind of awkward as hell, but, whatever.


It was worth it. I had VERY little discomfort, no more than I arrived to campus with, at least.

Tomorrow will probably be very awkward, especially if she's there early like she normally is, and we're alone in the room and I am in the soft chair, which by the way, happens to be RIGHT in front of her and her ANNOYING questions. (Except today. She must have been too afraid to ask questions. Ha.)

I've always been afraid to ask for help, but I am very thankful for the accommodations the school has made for me. Instead of withering in pain for an hour, I can focus on the lecture and my notes. How normal.

Can You Help Me?

NYEBoy: Can you come help me?

Me: Do what?

NYEBoy: Just come here.

Me: Why?

NYEBoy: I need help.

Me: WITH WHAT?

NYEBoy: Just come help me, please. I need your help.

Me: No. Tell me first. What do you need help with?

NYEBoy: I need help making Bagel Bites.

Me: Are you fucking kidding me? Read the directions.

NYEBoy: Please just come help me.

Me: You're getting your PhD, but you can't read the instructions on how to make Bagel Bites?

NYEBoy: Please? When pizza is on a bagel you can have pizza any time.

Me: Not if you can't read and follow the instructions.

NYEBoy: So you're coming to help me?

Me: Nope.

Just Another Monday

I am really struggling with my sleep schedule lately. NYEBoy is part to blame. Health problems are part to blame. Whatever it is, I'm not sleeping very well. I am utterly exhausted from about 2 pm until 10 or 11 pm and then wide awake until about 4-6 am. If I try to go to sleep at a decent hour, say around 7-9 pm, I'm lucky to get three hours in before my body is wide-the-fuck-awake. If I try to lay down around 10-11 pm, I lay there for hours. No joke, I laid there for 6 or 7 hours the other night, unable to fall asleep.

So, of course, I woke up super late today. I set my alarm for every 15 minutes from 8:45 am until 11 am, but still didn't manage to crawl out of bed until right before noon. Yaaaaaaaaaaaaawn. I got myself ready and my bag packed in about 10 minutes. I dropped NYEBoy off at work and headed to class to take my first quiz of the summer semester. I made a 100% on that, took a bunch of notes, and rushed off to see the chiropractor.

I was glad I had an appointment today because I've been on pain meds almost around the clock for the last few days with back and abdominal pain. Sigh. Getting an adjustment can be quite nerve-wracking. I always think they are going to jerk something out of place even more, but I always feel a whole lot better almost instantly.

After running a few errands and picking NYEBoy up from work, I dropped him off at the house and went to get a pedicure. My feet needed it! Now that I am home, all I want to do is go to bed. I might try, but I'll probably regret it.

Oh, funny note, I got my  books from Chegg today. I had to laugh, they included a sample of fake nails. I wonder if they went by my name or by the subject matter of the book to determine if I was female? Anyone want some fake nails?? lol

I hope you all survived or enjoyed Mother's Day yesterday. I know it was really tough for some of you. xo