bit less blluggghtgh

now the evil cold from hell is just a normal cold. great! at least i have a few days with only minimal teaching, i am getting on (after i hoover) with arranging my chapter 1 museum stuff.. the chapter has become too big to do this on the screen without getting lost in the text. instead, i am going to print it out, chop it up and try re-arranging it that way, so i can get the gist before i try electronically moving it around.

teaching yesterady was funny, the class had to look at three authors, elias, durkheim and foucault. we were doing just fine till we got to foucault, and then they all did the puzzeled kitten face at me. (tilt head to one side and look blank and confused)

i *think* they got it, only time and their essays will tell! haha. i also had to go to the doctors about my ever huring back, my panic went like this:

rachel rings nhs direct to ask about how to get rid of hurting ouchy backs.
nhs direct say ouchy backs can be a sign of a low placenta and rachel should ring midwife.
widwife agrees with nhs direct and thinks rachel should ring gp.
rachel rings gp and is told to come in staright away.
rachel goes there like a whippet and sits for an hr and a half, before being told that he may "had strained it" and to have a "paracetamol."

sound medical advice there that i couldnt possible have come up with on my own.
rachel rings