Paid for that
Ughhhhhhhh.
Had the most struggling day I’ve had at work for ages yesterday… I was meant to have early nights on Saturday, but didn’t, and then again on Sunday I was in bed early… and had every intention of crashing out by 9:30pm, but someone didn’t let me :p
So then I hit work yesterday. Get myself in a little early because I was supposed to have an 8:30am artic client (sometimes put a 30 minute appointment first thing for those speech kids who just need that little bit more monitoring on their homeprogram. That way they miss less school, and they take less time out of my day. And no, I don’t like after school appointments. Especially when I’m ratty, the child’s ratty and then the parent’s ratty too. We can always achieve lots that way) but they didn’t show up. Oh well, won’t see thejm until August now.
For a coupleof weeks now, I’ve not had any free appointments until August when I get back. I think my next free appointment is August 11 now. And not until the end of August for those who insist that they can only do after school. Some parents just don’t seem to understand that all the children my team sees are in school, and so no, not everyoe can fit into an after school appointment, even if I did offer them every day of the week. Which I don’t. And I’ve booked out my Monday afterschools next term with a stuttering client, and I think I’ll have another one on the way once I start in with my new assessments for the term.
(argh I hate when my toes randomly start tingling)
So yesterday was spent entering the diagnoses off all my kidlets onto the computer, and all the other info that needed to be on there by the end of the financial year (yes, the system crashed out at various points in the day). Today will be spent printing nots off the computer and filing them. And tidying my desk of all the other things I’ve neglected filing this year. Gah.
It’s amazing how much easier it is to get through when tired when you’re, say, bouncing around in group therapy sessions all day or out on the road visiting schools, but the second you sit in front of the computer, the reliance on coke and coffee just increases …
0.0 I can do it! (3 work days left).
1Network Geek
wrote on 2 July 2008 at 3:59
Okay, so I hope you and Rish take this in the spirit with which it was intended, but… I think trying to do speech therapy with you would *induce* a stutter in me! Unless you dress a lot more conservatively than the pirate picture! :Þ
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2Fiona
wrote on 2 July 2008 at 7:48
I tend not to take a pink spanking paddle to work with me. Though if I did, perhaps more of the Dads would come along? ;)