…well, it’s not actually.

But heck, it sort of feels like it. I’m taking just two courses this summer, both what my program calls an FDIS, or Faculty Designed Independent Study. One study is on Chicago authors and the other is about issues facing women in prison. Cheery, yes.

I love FDIS courses. I’ve done two others now - one was back in the winter of 2006, for which I wrote a mammoth paper comparing the three versions of King Kong. The other involved writing and designing a newsletter. Both experiences were a lot of work, but also very freeing. In my old age, I’ve come to really relish working at my own pace, and without instruction or interruption. I’m a loner, Dottie, a rebel.

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I’ve got a headache. No, this is not a novel occurrence. But, I thought I’d let you know, ’cause you care, right?

What do I do about these headaches? Verapmil. Imitrex. A variety of pillows made out of a variety of materials in a variety of shapes. Food and substance restrictions. Visualization and relaxation techniques. Whining and crying.

Everything works to a degree, and where they leave off, I fall to that last one. Which I’m doing today.

Whine.
Cry.
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Time to tally up…
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It’s 10:33am, and already it’s been a long day.

But I’m not going to wallow, not me. I’m a happy person, positive and sunny, with a radiant smile for all I meet.

And I may or may not be delusional.