What I Learned In History

Since people are returning to school, it made me remember my time in school and I thought I would share a story or maybe a few.  Here is one that I hope you find interesting.

During High School, some of our teachers for general subjects such as History and Science were also the coaches for the athletics department.  This was the case for my History class.   My teacher’s name was Coach N. and he was Fine (if you know what I mean.)  He knew it too and he was a big flirt.  Sometimes the Cheerleaders or some of his ex-students would come visit during class and hang all over him.  Anyway, he would come straight from coaching and would wear these tight shorts while teaching class and he usually stood at the chalk board.

This was a problem.  He sat me in the front row facing the chalk board and my eyes were even with his. crotch.  Yeah, I know..I was supposed to be looking at the chalk board.  I can’t stand History (at least I couldn’t then.  I am into the Holocaust now and a few other things), I have no idea what he wrote on the chalk board.  This man wore Tight…really tight.. Did I mention they were tight? shorts.  He could have taught the history of his shorts and I probably wouldn’t have heard anything he said.  I saw nothing on that board.  I tried to focus.  I really did.  I tried to do the paperwork correctly and I did all the homework but…

I decided to talk to my mom, Seriously,  I said, “Mom, I think I am going to flunk History.”  When she asked me why.  I told her I thought I had a crush on my teacher.  She told me it wasn’t a crush.  Man, was she right!  What would it have been?  A crush on one part of his anatomy?  Sheesh.  She made me promise to get a D and not to flunk.  I think I got a D+ or a C- .  I don’t remember and don’t ask me if I learned anything.

Oh yeah, I learned:

Coaches should not wear tight shorts when teaching class.

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Thoughts On Seeing A Surgeon

When I was young I spent the first two yearss in the hospital with my metabolic disorder.  As I got older I was in the hospital every time I got the flu and put on I’V’s.  Those hurt.  My mother would take me to Children’s Hospital in Los Angeles every 3-6 months for a check-up where they would draw blood.  I did not look forward to it.  Sometimes the Phlebotomists had to stick me more than once..that hurt.

When I had my Appendectomy in 2000, the pain was excruciating.

I’ve lived through the pain of Migraine headaches where I’ve wanted to die as well as impacted feces, and vaginal warts.  The stupid doctor had the nerve to notify me that prostitutes get vaginal warts as I was in his office in agony. He used dry ice to burn them off.  Pain?  You bet!

Needless to say, the reason I write all this is because I am tired of this pain from these stupid Anal Skin Tags.  I am going to call my Gastro and have him refer me to a Surgeon.  I need to stop reading about the painful recovery process and just bite (or sit on) the bullet and deal with it.  These stupid creams the doctors are giving me are only temporarily relieving the symptoms but are not taking away the problem.

A bit more pain for a few more months to be normal again will be worth it in the end….Literally.