No Thing I Do Don't Do No Thing But Bring Me More to Do!

The situation with my friend and colleague is much worse than anyone had imagined.  She's going to have surgery followed by four months of off-and-on chemotherapy, and then radiation after that.  The doctor says no work for at least a month, and it sounds like I may have these classes more or less for the rest of the school year.

I took a deep breath and opened the folders of lesson plans yesterday.  A Modest Proposal and Anna Karenina, which I'd read recently.  Paradise Lost and The Importance of Being Earnest, which I'd read when I took AP English a dozen years ago.  She Stoops to Conquer and Tess of the D'Urbervilles, which I've never read (and now that I'm slogging through both, I can see why.)  I suddenly feel like my mother in her most recurring nightmare: it's the day before the final exam and I've forgotten to study.

Plans for this weekend: canceled.  New plan: to read and study for the AP English test, so I can bring these kids through it.  Oddly, the shock and anxiety of my friend's illness hasn't really registered.  I just know that this is the best way I can help her now -- this, and the most fervent prayers.