Laughter is the Best Medicine
Earlier today, I was updating one of my classes about my medical situation, letting the students know that I would be absent a couple of days soon for surgery procedures and whatnot. My students are bright, and they know when things aren't right, so I try to be open and honest with them. After I explained the purpose of a fistula and how dialysis works, I asked the kids if they had any questions for me. One boy raised his hand, and in a timid voice, he looked at me and said, "Are you scared?" I had to fight back tears because I was so moved that he was concerned about my state of mind and vulnerability. I told him that yes, I was scared, but that I have a lot of wonderful people in my life that are supporting me, and that mom is going with me to the surgery. Laughing, I told them that I'm 33, but I'm never too old to want my mama. The kids thought that was funny, and we all had a good laugh. That moment stuck with me all afternoon, though. I've had p...