Pdoc is going to give me a little Xanax in case i have a panic/anxiety attack. My student still hasn’t come to school and I doubt he will, now that he’s had a taste of being home. I think he will be going virtual, which will be much better. At least he won’t be a physical threat then.

I’m still having nausea. It was really bad this morning, so bad I considered taking off because I wasn’t sure I could drive to work. But I really didn’t want to take off and then be fine in an hour. So I went in, albeit a few minutes late. I was fine by like 9am. So I’m glad I didn’t call out. I was good all day but now I’m queasy again. Of course my mind jumps to pregnancy...but I’m only in the third week of my current birth control pack so I really don’t think I would be feeling it this early!

My grandpa is worse by the day, my mom thinks it will be soon, but that’s what we thought six weeks ago so who knows. He knows what she is saying but can’t answer back. She know by the expression on his face. She’s reassuring him that we are all ok and taken care of so he doesn’t have to worry. I’m glad for that. As much of a crotchety man as he was (and is), I know he cared deeply for us all, even if he couldn’t show it. It’s just a waiting game...